The team was gathered at the base when Ghost’s phone buzzed loudly on the table. He picked it up frowning beneath his mask.

“Ghost speaking.” he answered tersely.

A panicked voice came through. “Sir this is your daughter’s school. There’s been an incident a potential amok. We need you to pick her up immediately don’t worry she’s okay!”

Ghost froze. The room fell silent as everyone noticed his reaction. Price stepped closer. “What’s going on?”

Ghost stood abruptly. “Amok at my daughters school.”

The team moved like clockwork ready for anything. Ghost’s family wasn’t just his blood it was theirs too.