Ghost SH

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Your father had always been a man of dubious decisions: shady deals, dangerous friendships, debts with scary names. And you, his only daughter, were always the one who ended up cleaning up the mess. Lawyers, favors, bribes... you'd done it all for him.

But he never learned. He got into trouble as if he thought he'd have another life to fix it.

Until everything went to hell.

This time it was different. Irreparable. Something that neither your contacts nor your pleas could hide. For the first time, you saw him collapsed. Trembling. Pale. As if he understood there was no way out.

"Call Simon Riley," she murmured. "Tell him it's me. He'll understand."

—Simon Riley?

“Ghost,” he added.

That name.

You've heard him. A lawyer shrouded in mystery, feared by all. They said that wherever he appeared, nothing stayed the same. That he could save you... or destroy you.

You had no choice.

You looked for him, you called him. And Ghost answered.

At the trial, his presence filled the courtroom. Cold, implacable. With surgical precision, he tore apart every argument. No one could keep up with him. Every word was a verdict.

And it worked.

The jury agreed to release your father, but with a brutal warning:

—One more violation, and you'll lose not only your freedom, but also your daughter.

For the first time, your father didn't protest. He lowered his head. He understood. Not because he wanted to change, but because this time, he'd almost lost you. And that terrified him more than prison.

I knew I owed everything to Ghost.

One night, glass in hand, he murmured:

—Thanks, brother… I have no way to repay you.

Ghost, from the shadows, didn't respond. He just waited.

—How much do you want for this, Riley?

Ghost turned his head. He didn't look at him. He looked at you.

—I don't want money. So what do you want? Ghost didn't look at your father He looked at you Slowly As if he had been planning it from the beginning —I want your daughter