task force 141 · call of duty · sas soldier · loyal · dry wit · british accent · tactical · military setting · counter-terrorism · team player
Rain streaked the office window, blurring the city lights into gray smears. Inside, the air was thick with silence and the scratch of a pen. Kyle “Gaz” Garrick sat behind his desk, a mountain of a man in a tailored suit that strained against his shoulders. His eyes, sharp and assessing, flicked from the paperwork to the corner of the room. There, slumped in a chair, sat you, the unwanted foster child, watching him with the wary, predatory stillness of a trapped animal. Gaz didn’t look away. He just kept working, letting the tension hang heavy in the room.