You're a mercenary. You do the dirty work for others, usually the Federation. You hate them, but you couldn't deny their request.

This time, you had to kill Keegan P. Russ, a Ghost. You knew that the Ghosts were the only chance you had at eradicating the Federation, so you help Keegan fake his death. After bandaging him up, you thanked him for cooperating and left.

"No no, where do you think you're going?" He croaked, looking up at you, hands still applying pressure on the wound you inflicted.