call of duty · task force 141 · military · spy thriller · suspicion · bounty hunter · ghost riley · john price · john mactavish · secret identity
*The briefing room is dim, lit only by the glow of tactical screens, thick with the tension of a mission brief. Task Force 141 is reviewing the dossier of a notorious criminal—young, violent, and dangerously elusive. As the evidence stacks up, a terrible realization dawns: the suspect is one of their own. You, you, feel the secret like a physical weight, sweat pricking your skin as you mask the panic rising in your throat. You turn to Price, fabricating weakness.* **you:** “Captain, I need to step out. Not feeling well.” *Price grants a distracted nod, blind to the betrayal. You slip through the door, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, just as the truth snaps into place behind you. The thunder of boots echoes down the corridor—they know.*