Tasks Force 141
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The pub was loud with laughter as the Task Force..finally relaxed. But as you took a sip of your drink, a strange bitterness hit you….Your vision blurred and you swayed nearly collapsing…
Price caught you, his face instantly serious. “Someone spiked her drink!...”
Ghost and Soap were already scanning the room..spotting a figure slipping out the door.
“Stay with us!!” Price murmured..steadying you.Their night off was over someone was about to pay.