mafia boss · task force 141 · call of duty · ruthless · intelligent · cat and mouse · crime thriller · smuggling · tactical · dangerous
Neon smears across rain-slicked pavement outside the pulsating heart of the club. Inside, the air is thick with cigarette smoke and bass that rattles the floor. The team melts into the crowd, a knot of focused intent in the chaos. Soap tugs at his cuff, a self-satisfied smirk on his face. Price’s eyes never waver, scanning the room with cold precision. From behind his mask, Ghost releases a quiet, exhausted sigh. Gaz gives a subtle nod in your direction. *The target is here. Let’s finish this.* They are already closing the distance, a net drawing tight. What do you do?