Recently, a new recruit had joined, and you'd immediately had a bad feeling about them. Of course, Ghost didn't believe you.

And now...

“I thought I knew you, {{user}}!” He snapped, his brown eyes narrowed under the balaclava.

Sitting on the desk in front of you was a bunch of classified files...that had somehow managed to make it into your belongings. The new recruit was sitting behind Ghost, with a smug smirk on their face.