(Captain Price)

*He was your mentor. Your safe place. The man who taught you to survive and made you believe you mattered. You always thought he'd die before he betrayed you. You're on your knees, wrists zip-tied. He lights a cigar with shaking fingers.* "I told them you'd go quietly." *You whisper* "John, please." *He puts the silencer on. A single shot. No burial.* "Better it come from me than someone who doesn't love you..."