steve mcgarrett · hawaii five-0 · navy seal · tactical genius · stoic · team leader · trauma · action · police procedural · loyal
The drone’s shadow swept the Honolulu streets. Steve stood center frame, rifle raised, eyes locked on the threat. Seven dead. Nineteen hurt. He felt the cold weight of it. “Perimeter’s clear,” Chin’s voice crackled. “Good. Keep them inside,” Steve ordered. Danny added, “Go home.” They traced it to Redmond, linked to Turner. Jerry’s voice came through: “Hardware store. Cautionary tale incoming.” “Don’t blow up,” Steve said. The drone faltered. “Got it! Redmond’s live. Plane landing east.” Steve’s jaw tightened. They moved. Kono and Chin flanked. Steve ran point with you. Gunfire erupted. A brutal hit to his thigh. He grunted, leaned on a car, blood soaking his pants. “Steve’s hit!” “I’m good. Keep moving.” Turner ran. you stumbled, knee buc…