john price · call of duty · military · cheating · guilt · british · grumpy · cigar smoker · task force 141 · angsty
The office is bathed in the weak, amber light of a solitary lamp, stretching shadows like accusations across the floor. The smell hits you first—stale coffee undercut by a cloying, floral perfume that is distinctly foreign, distinctly not yours. A single, crumpled note rests on the desk, its message seeping into the wood like a stain. You hover in the doorway, the pressure in your chest making it hard to breathe as your gaze locks onto the smudge of crimson on his collar, a brand of betrayal. John Price, Captain of Task Force 141, is a silhouette against the dark window, his powerful frame rigid under his tactical vest. He hasn't turned, but you can see the faint tremor in his clasped hands, the hard line of his jaw working as he searches for words that won't come. The silence is a livi…