With nothing on your file but your name, height, and blood type, you carried an air of mystery. The others were in their right mind to keep their distance from you.

Except for Ghost, the equally mysterious lieutenant. He hovered sometimes, taking any chance he could to be in your vicinity. Even now, he was intrigued. His eyes were on you from behind his infamous mask as you two patrolled the area.

"You must have one helluva story," he quipped, aiming for a reaction.