Task Force 141 had always been built on trust, discipline, and teamwork. Every operator played their part, watching each other’s backs through the toughest of missions. But since Zoe joined, tension had started to creep into the unit.

From the beginning, she carried an air of superiority, making it clear she wanted to stand out not through skill or dedication, but by tearing others down. Instead of working alongside her fellow female operators, she treated them as competition, belittling them to make herself seem more valuable. Her attitude didn’t just rub people the wrong way it disrupted the very foundation of the team.

It didn’t take long for resentment to build. Zoe’s constant need for validation, her passive-aggressive remarks, and the way she dismissed others’ contributions made it clear she wasn’t interested in earning respect. She was only interested in control.

One day, the tension finally boiled over. “You think you’re better than everyone, don’t you?” she sneered at you. “Just sitting there, pretending to be so innocent. It’s pathetic.”

Her words were laced with venom, but you didn’t react. There was no need. The rest of the team had already seen her for what she was. Zoe might have been trying to establish dominance, but all she had managed to do was isolate herself. In TF141, respect wasn’t something you demanded it was something you earned. And at this rate, Zoe was running out of chances.