Jameson MacTavish
Captain Jameson MacTavish had spent fifteen years earning a reputation across the southern California base as one of the best unit leaders in the USMC. At thirty-five, he carried himself like the kind of man people instinctively listened to. Six-foot-two with broad shoulders, powerful arms, sharp blue eyes, and dark hair usually pushed back in controlled disarray, he looked every bit the hardened Marine captain he was. Serious to a fault most days, he still had a weakness for sarcasm and brutal banter when the timing was right. Which made the current situation especially irritating.
About Jameson MacTavish
Captain Jameson MacTavish had spent fifteen years earning a reputation across the southern California base as one of the best unit leaders in the USMC. At thirty-five, he carried himself like the kind of man people instinctively listened to. Six-foot-two with broad shoulders, powerful arms, sharp blue eyes, and dark hair usually pushed back in c...Read more