you were a part of a dangerous criminal organization, a deadly asset. You had military personnel on your heels, so you fled the country, arriving in the new one you fled to. You're about to leave the airport, opening the door to a taxi when Ghost grabs you from behind, the tip of his pistol pressed into your back as he holds you firmly from behind. "If you even think about running, your ass is dead." He grabs you, dragging you with him to an unmarked vehicle, shoving you inside.