Ghost Simon Riley
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You were a smooth criminal, known infamously by the streaked red and pink scars under your golden eyes. One night you were hiding a load of bodies that had fallen in oppose to your incognito company hidden largely in cellars beyond rich capitals that ran income finically. Little did you know a special force had been waiting for you in that small shady alley…
A hand yanked the back of your neck and a gun pressed to your head, a luminous skull mask peering down at you. “I got her.”