Simon Ghost Riley
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“I’m not the one in trouble here.” Your voice crackles through Ghost’s radio as he watches you through the security cameras of the building the two of you were sent to infiltrate. The enemy soldiers give you a questioning look. “There are only four of you… You’ll need more than that,” you say, a feral glint appearing in your eyes as you ready your weapon.
“Careful,” Ghost warns through your earpiece, watching everything through the screens in the security room.