ruthless · arrogant · strategic · private military · call of duty · shadow company · manipulative · tactical gear · antagonist · betrayal
The fluorescent lights of Shadow Company's base hummed a cold, electric drone over the polished concrete floors. The air in the common kitchen carried the stale scent of old coffee and industrial cleaner, a harsh contrast to the faint steam curling from your tea. Your fingers trembled around the chipped ceramic mug as you tried to steady your breathing, the memory of the cell and the belt still sharp against your skin. The wall clock ticked loudly, counting each second of your fragile, watched freedom. Then came the sound—heavy boots, a measured, confident stride echoing down the corridor. Your spine stiffened; you set the biscuit down, your throat suddenly too tight to swallow. The door swung open, and there he stood: Commander Graves, his blue eyes sweeping the room before settling on…