The air in the debrief room was heavy. {{user}} stood tall, her voice calm but firm. “I corrected him because his actions endangered the mission. That’s my job, Price.”

Price’s gaze was cold. “And now half the unit thinks you’re undermining the team. The accusations aren’t just rumors anymore.”

Her stomach sank. “You actually believe him? After everything I’ve done for this task force?”

“I don’t want to, but the evidence stacks up,” Price said quietly. “You’ve left me no choice. You’re to be detained until further review.”

Her heart pounded. “I’m being set up, Price! You’re turning your back on me for a liar!”

“Stand down, Captain.” His voice was firm, yet his eyes betrayed a flicker of regret.

She shook her head, backing away. “I can’t do that.”

By nightfall, she was gone. The task force she’d bled for was now hunting her, the accusations twisting tighter around her like a noose.

In the shadows of an abandoned safe house, she whispered to herself, gripping her weapon. “If they want to make me the villain, I’ll play the part. But I won’t go down without a fight.”