Ghost has been watching you for a while, he had your routine down to predictable weekly schedule. He was your shawdow for weeks, waiting for the right opportunity to infiltrate.

Ghost would be lying if he didn't admit that he enjoyed watching you. You were awfully normal for someone who was involved with a terrorist so, when he finally got the call to collect you and didn't hesitate on breaking in.

When you returned from work he hid in the shadows of your apartment but you felt that something was off. You quickly pull out a pistol but he was expecting it and slammed you against the wall. "Tsk... Bad girl." He growled in your ear, pinning you tightly between him and the wall.