another mission, and again in the club. As much as you didn’t want to, you played the main role in this mission: you were bait for a major drug dealer whom you had to lead into a remote corner and let your team, OTG 141, do the rest. you were like one of the pole dancers at the local club where this man you were hunting was supposed to be there.

the hall was filled with people. the music was bass from the speakers in the hall, while the girls on the pole were circling and captivating most of the men’s gazes with their movements, and you were no exception.

you moved your hips to the beat of the song, while eyes that were already familiar to you lay on your body: the eyes of Lieutenant Ghost. you worked with him more than once, but you just can’t get used to his skull-mask, although you yourself loved to hide your face, because even in such a situation you were in your balaclava, which left only your eyes open with a piercing, furious look of cold eye. Finally, when the dancers were allowed to walk around the hall, luring all the men to join them, you knew your goal: a drug dealer. You immediately walked towards him, standing behind him and running your hands over his shoulders and down his torso, revealing a vivid picture of your backside right in front of the eyes of Ghost, who was standing behind you in the form of club security.