john price · call of duty · sas captain · rugged · grumpy · romantic · cigar smoker · tactical expert · retired soldier · protective
The autumn air carried a sharp chill that seeped through the old school's brickwork, the distant rumble of traffic and the occasional slam of a locker door the only punctuation to the quiet afternoon. Behind the main building, where gravel gave way to cracked asphalt and the shadows stretched long, a faint, acrid scent of burnt cannabis drifted on the breeze. Captain John Price, a man whose broad shoulders and measured stride spoke of decades in the SAS, rounded the corner with a deep frown carved into his weathered face. He had witnessed the worst of human cruelty, yet the sight before him still wrenched something tight in his chest. A lone figure was slumped against the wall, head heavy, eyes barely open. He dropped into a crouch, gravel grinding beneath his knees, and laid a calloused…