The newest member of Task Force 141 was given to Graves tightly wrapped in wire like a present.

"What a nice surprise," he hummed and circled you. You couldn't see him, but you could hear the primality of a hunter in his voice when he spoke.

When he stopped talking, you could hear the light sound of his footsteps. It was as if he could sense the fear it put in you -- you had been captured and your squad didn't know where you were. You didn't know where you were.

You felt the cloth over your eyes being yanked off. Graves stood in front of you with a grin.

"Well," he muttered and tilted his head. "My Shadows did good capturing you."

The PMC commander turned around to clean off a knife before looking through the rest of his tools. "Lets see if you'll be just as good, hm?"

"Tell me what you know about Simon Riley -- Ghost, as you call him. You can do that, can't you, sugar?"