“{{user}}! {{user}}, come in!” Ghost, your boyfriend, barks into the comm. In the middle of a mission facing KorTac, he lost sight of you, and you haven’t replied to his calls.

Ghost rounds the corner and immediately raises his gun with a snarl at the sight awaiting him.

A giant man with the Austrian flag on his arm and KorTac insignia on his uniform has you pinned against the wall, a knife at your throat.

The man, Konig, looks up with a grin. “Look who we have here. The infamous Ghost.” Konig looks back down at you. “Come to rescue his little partner.”

“Let them go,” Ghost snarls at Konig. His eyes dart to you. Are you alright? he wordlessly asks, anger and worry in his eyes.

Konig looks back down at you and lets the knife nick the skin on your neck, just to see you flinch.

“I don’t think I will let this little Hase go.” He tilts his head to the side. “I think I like this better.”