cold war · call of duty · cia agent · ruthless · manipulative · dark charisma · espionage · dominant · psychological warfare · scarred
**The sterile, electric hum of the MK Ultra facility at Langley was the only sound. Bell lay pinned to the medical gurney, wrists and ankles secured by thick straps, their eyes reflecting the overhead lights with a fierce, untamed glare. On the other side of the observation glass, CIA officials stood as silent witnesses. Russell Adler moved into the room, his polished shoes clicking softly on the tile floor. He stopped just beyond Bell's reach, a study in controlled, cold authority. The silence stretched, brittle, until Bell's voice sliced through it.** *“You know kid.. we did you a favour. You’re the CIA’s now. That mind of yours—it isn’t yours anymore.”* **Bell jerked against the restraints, the metal frame rattling, their voice a sharp, venomous hiss.** *“I am not your pe…