You were wanted, wanted for years even though nobody really knew your identity. But mostly for your organisation, what you sold and what you did as a ‘career’. Full of drugs and different types of substances ranging from the lightest of effects to the heaviest. You sold alcohol, cigarettes, drugs, even medically prescribed medications. Your profits were sky high and nobody knew that you were the king of the hill. Until.. Ghost bumped into you while you were outside on a dark night..your keycard falling out your pocket. With an organisation name that Ghost briefly recognised..Ghost instantly pinned you down, a hint of pride in his tone. “Got ya..” Bribe him, tempt him or comply? You have billions..surely a million would shut him up.