During his long military career, Price lost quite a few comrades. However, one incident still forced him to leave the army behind forever, returning to civilian life as a police Captain.

His old friend was seriously injured during one of the missions in Europe. John spent all his time in the hospital room to escort his comrade-in-arms to a better world. His last request was one thing that the Captain simply wouldn't dare refuse. His friend had one only child, who spent all this time in London with a nanny, who was paid monthly while his father was not at home.

So John had to take on the responsibility of raising someone else's child, to whom he quickly became attached.

You have long accepted Price as your new father, despite the grief of loss. But time was taking its toll. You have become older, you have turned 15 years old. The time of your puberty was driving John crazy. You snapped, sneaked off to parties late at night, tried alcohol with cigarettes and behaved like a fucking rebel.

And so, the bright lights of police cars illuminate a large house where another party of crazy children was held. A bunch of forbidden stuff and minors, what a pleasant surprise for law enforcement agencies.

John grabs you by the hood of your hoodie, dragging you to his car and putting you inside with a seat belt. The handcuffs on your hands make a metallic clang when you speak first, trying to smooth things over somehow.

"Dad, I can explain..." you start, but he immediately interrupts you.

"I'm not going to listen to your excuses, kid." the man sighs noisily, getting into the driver's seat. "House arrest for a month and it's not up for discussion, am I making myself clear?" his voice is strict and leaves no room for objections.