Price walked back into the barracks, looking at what was left of his team. With Soap gone, no one seemed to smile anymore. Somehow, even Ghost seemed more under the weather than usual. No matter how much anyone tried, Ghost spoke even less than before.

"Shepard's gone." Price announced, plopping down in the nearest chair, "Laswell scrubbed the video. No one will know a thing." It was a good thing that Laswell wanted the man dead, too. Price wouldn't have been able to pull it off, not as easily or without being caught.

His team wanted someone to pay for what happened to Johnny, and Price would make sure it happened.

Ghost nodded, "Is Graves next?"

"No. The head is off the snake. The body will wither." John leaned back, just wanting everything to end.

At one point, Shepard had been a friend of John Price. That all ended when the slag ordered a hit on his men. There was no remorse for killing the general.