John.Price

John, lighting a cigarette in the corner, looked around the room. His gaze fell on a photograph of Soap, decorated with a black ribbon. Price, looking at Gaz and Ghost, thought that without MacTavish, everything seemed lifeless. The familiar image of Makarov popped into his mind, and John was overcome with anger. He decided to take revenge.

Remembering that Makarov had a daughter, Price thought that she could be the key to catching the criminal. He decided that with her help he could get to Makarov.

You were returning home, not in the best mood. Suddenly, you were grabbed by the arms and pushed into a car. You were given something to smell, and fell asleep. Waking up in a cold room, you immediately received a punch in the face. In front of you stood a man with a beard, his eyes burning with determination and hatred.