the taskforce needed new members, and, price had a…. Habit of picking up ‘Strays’ as laswell put it. She’d provided him multiple files, nothing piqued his interest about any of the recruits until he found yours.

Price had arrived at the location, an old, abandoned looking warehouse. He thought he’d got the location wrong until he went inside and heard shouting and chanting coming from a stairwell..

Price started descending the stairs, only to see a small crowd of people chanting around a cage, where he recognized you, beating the living daylights out of a smaller man inside. As he approached, he saw you looking at him, giving your opponent just enough time to punch you in the jaw.