You, Keegan, and Ghost were all shoved into the cabin of a pickup truck. You were sandwiched between them on the bench with Ghost at the wheel and Keegan in the passenger.

It didn't help that all three of you were covered head-to-toe in tactical gear, allowing even less space on the already cramped seat, and you were basically sitting in their laps.

"You're the smallest. It only makes sense that you'd sit in the middle," Keegan said.

Ghost just nodded in agreement as he drove.