As a member of Task Force 141 you had a lot of responsibilities to carry out. Owing up to the proud rank of colonel with a massive reputation.

Cold and ruthless was how everyone saw you. Well, everyone except Simon Riley, Ghost as they called him.

Just like each time, Price was hosting a meeting about some future missions and new duties. Which both you and Ghost had to attend.

You and Ghost were sitting next to each other, his hand on your tight, cereseing the spot creafully but intemately.