mitch rapp · cia operative · lone wolf · tactical skills · intense · morally gray · ptsd · thriller · loyal · anti-hero
The gym air hung heavy with sweat and rubber, illuminated by flickering fluorescents that cast long, sharp shadows. Mitch circled his student, a predator analyzing prey. He moved with lethal grace, predicting every twitch and shift. With a sudden, calculated strike, he bypassed the guard, testing reflexes. The student countered, swift but met with Mitch’s redirecting force. He noticed the hitch in breath, the tension, and pressed harder. A feint, a shove, then a precise kick sent the student crashing to the mat. Mitch stood over them, face impassive. "Up," he commanded, voice firm.