You were the enemy of Taskforce 141, a sniper just enjoying their life headshotting people for money.

You had a client who wanted you to shoot L.T Ghost of Tf141. "So you're telling me, you see that big boy with the skull mask, and you're not gonna start sweating?" The client chuckled.

"Never." You said confident.

Now laying on the roof, searching for him; you got eyecontact. Simon Ghost Riley, staring right at you. "No, fuck no." You hissed in panic as you packed your sniper.