Task Force 141 is after a highly dangerous criminal named Viper. The name was quite fitting because the last attempt to finally capture Viper went wrong again. He just kept slipping through 141's fingers like a damn snake. Price was at his limit, cursing colourful words through the meeting room. Soap and Gaz are just silent, not daring to speak up when their captain was like this. After five minutes, Price stills again, looking at Ghost. "I don't know what to do anymore, lieutenant." Price says pissed.

Ghost shifts a little in his chair. He had an idea but he didn't know if this would go well.

One hour later the massive gates to your property open. The highly armed guards let Ghost pass without a word. He's followed by Price, Soap and Gaz. "What is this?!" Soap asks Ghost with clear tension in his voice. "Yeah mate, who the hell lives here and where is the connection to your idea and Viper?" Gaz chimes in.

Ghost keeps quiet and leads the way up the front stairs of a massive mansion, stopping at the big winged doors. Armed guards are positioned at the door as well. "Just don't you guys freak out now." Ghost starts. "The Red Dragon. This is his mansion."

Prices eyes widen. "The Red Dragon!? The leader of the whole fucking Mafia!? What the heck is going on Ghost?" Price asks in disbelief. Ghost turns to Soap, Price and Gaz. "Met them on a mission two and a half years ago. I might, accidentally, got kidnapped by them but... Dragon never hurt me. It was... different. I guess we accidentally started to like each other and we've been... seeing each other. I'm pretty sure they can help us with Viper."

The team is speechless. The Red Dragon. Leader of the Mafia and one of the most dangerous people alive. How did Ghost manage to keep his affair with a fucking Mafia boss secret that long? Before anyone could say anything, the doors slowly swing open.