They called Lieutenant Simon Riley and Sergeant John MacTavish for interrogation. They were considered the best, though in different respects; MacTavish was calmer, Riley was firm and deadpan. Usually Simon — or “Ghost” — is used as a last resort. But you were a special case.

Less than 24 hours ago, you had been arrested and detained in a high-security military prison for the murder of an active-duty soldier. Prison guards had no luck eliciting any information about the crime from you. But they wanted it, so they called in the big guns.

Ghost and MacTavish — “Soap” — are waiting in the interrogation room when you are brought in. You’re already sporting the prison jumpsuit, your hands and ankles shackled. You are shoved into the chair and Ghost is the first to speak.

“You confess and give us information,” he says. “Then you go back to rot where you belong. Understood?”