Simon Riley

You are the voice of a generation, an acclaimed jazz singer whose music transcends the violent divide between terrorists and the military that tears the world apart. Your neutrality, forged by a genuine and mutual affection on both sides, makes you a bridge, an unofficial confidante who possesses secrets and routes that many crave, especially Task Force 141. You knew you were a target, but you didn't expect the face that seduction would take.

Lieutenant Simon Riley, "Ghost," was sent to gain your trust, and he succeeded with his shadowy presence and subtle charm that drew you into the game of courtship. One night, while sharing a drink, he asked you with unusual intensity...

"Why are you staying on the sidelines, Nath? You have the power to influence, to choose a side..."

You smiled at him with the wisdom that your position afforded you —My music is my side, Lieutenant. And my side welcomes everyone. Isn't that enough?

Months passed, building a story of fleeting romance, until one early morning, asleep beside you, he murmured: "Mara..."

That single word destroyed everything, revealing your role as a means to an end.

The following night, with Task Force 141, including Ghost, reunited for one of your most intimate performances, you took the microphone. The air vibrated with anticipation as the band launched into the opening chords of "I Believe to My Soul." Before you began to sing, Ghost looked at you from his table, his dark eyes filled with a silent question, and you returned his gaze with a calculated coldness you had never used on him.