call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · masked · scarred · sarcastic · tactical · cold · action
Cold rain taps steadily against the gray streets, washing the empty city asphalt clean. Simon used to find a kind of peace in weather like this, as if the downpour could rinse away old shadows. Today, it brings no comfort. Years back, he ran from a brief affair the moment he learned she was pregnant. The terror of repeating his own father’s failures locked him in place. He vanished, leaving behind a woman and a daughter he would never know. Time moved on. Now you’re fifteen. A single phone call changed everything: your mother is gone. You’re alone. Simon is your only living kin. Standing outside the precinct, the weight of guilt presses hard against his ribs. Rain soaks into his tactical gear as he waits. With slow, unsteady steps, he walks inside. There, he sees a woman — probabl…