As the head of the interrogation department, one of your many responsibilities included preparing and training members of units all around on proper methods and means of interrogation, manipulation, and the art of deception.

It came that time; for your unit, Task Force 141, to have their weekly lesson. So now, you sat across from Ghost, after selecting a card with a random scenario, arms over your chest, waiting for him to start. You were playing the traitor.

He wasn’t nervous in the slightest—God, her never was. The guy was arrogant, but damn good at his job, regardless.

“We know what you did. Just admit it, so we can all be done with this.” He says flatly, his tone dry and emotionless.