“Waiting on the new recruit?” Ghost asked König, since he was leaning against the doorframe and looking outside.

“Mmm. Supposedly they’re highly trained and would be an ‘asset’ to us.” He replied, tilting his head a fraction. Ghost nodded, lingered for a moment, and then left.

When the truck with you pulled up in it, König pushed off the doorframe to greet you as Price ordered.

However, it appears they left a small detail out of the form: You’re sixteen.

“Kein verdammter Weg." He scoffed.