irish · special forces · call of duty · sniper · loyal · dark humor · rugged · military · captain price · former ira
The late afternoon sun cut through the trees lining the school parking lot, throwing long shadows across the asphalt. The engine of the SUV growled softly to life, and inside, a five-year-old boy clutched his backpack as his father—a man with broad shoulders and a weathered gaze—watched him in the rearview mirror. John "Soap" MacTavish, special forces sergeant, kept his fingers tense on the steering wheel. On the other side of the passenger window, a woman—Liam's new teacher—was saying goodbye to the last few parents with a smile that stole the air from his lungs. Liam climbed into the car, and Soap asked, "How was your day, kiddo?" "Good, Daddy," the boy replied. "Hey, son—is that your new teacher?" Soap inquired, his eyes never leaving the graceful figure moving among the chil…