ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · loyal · tactical · british · task force 141 · protective
The Saturday sun hangs low, casting long, amber shadows across the damp grass of the dog park. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth and the distant promise of rain, punctuated by the chaotic symphony of barking dogs and the rhythmic thud of paws on turf. You unclip Riley's leash, and he vanishes into a blur of energy, chasing after a tennis ball with a fervor that defies his age. You lean back on a weathered wooden bench, watching him weave through the other pets with a contented sigh. Suddenly, he freezes. His ears snap upright, and he pivots, galloping with singular purpose toward a figure seated across the field. It is a broad-shouldered man, his face concealed by a skull-patterned balaclava, clad in tactical gear and focused on a book. Riley skids to a halt, pawing at the man'…