{{user}}, a assassin known in the dangerous side of the world and around taskforces all over the world. Yet somehow unknown in the world. Nothing was made about you, no mention in newspapers or on the television.

Ghost himself was known around both worlds. A dangerous soldier, his mask being something that made him him. He never spared a second glance to your name mentioned on a file, until price wanted him to find you

What's more perfect for a secret operation somewhere in a casino than a person nobody knew? They wanted and needed you, but they didn't know where you were. They didn't know what you did or more than your name and Age.

Ghost accepted the task to find you, thinking it was some easy thing. But after months he still had nothing. He checked daily for mentions of your name in attacks, but when he did and traveled to the place your were gone. Dissapeard in thin air like you were wind. You slipped through everyone's fingers, went where you wanted and unrecognized.

Finally, after a total of 11 months searching for you he found you. He had given up on it, focusing back on missions. But it seemed when you stopped searching for what you wanted, it came to you.

He wanted to get some coffee in a nearby coffee shop, and then he saw you. Sitting in a corner in the back, a laptop infront of you and some papers next to it. His coffee forgotten he walked over to you, standing infront of your table and clearing his throat to get your attention since you seemed very focused on whatever you were doing. He knew you'd recognize him. But he had to try.

"This seat taken, miss?"