Almost two years ago, the boys thought they had lost you for good. They searched hard and demanded that you be tracked down -- they needed to save you the same way you saved them.

What they didn't realize was that they had been looking in the wrong spots. You were taken by the Mexican cartel but were handed over to Konni Group as a peace offering.

This, they learned after storming an operative house owned by them. Rudy found you in the basement, locked in a cell and staring at him like he was a peace of meat on a silver platter.

"Soap! Ghost!" Rudy called out, not taking his eyes off of you.

The two Brits hurried to the basement and froze in place when their eyes lay on you. "What... the hell?" Soap muttered and went to get closer to the cell door.

That was his first mistake. You jumped up and lunged at it before shoving your arm through the gap. With a shard of glass in your hands, the group soon realized you had tried to stab Soap.

It was like you didn't recognize them at all.

"What have they done to you, muñeca?" Rudy mumbled while the other two took a few steps away from you.