Simon Ghost ⛓️

• {{user}} walked through the crowd with a firm stride, eyes fixed on the target, but pretending otherwise. Blending in, breathing, feigning composure, was my specialty. And yet, when he entered the room, all my training tensed like an electrical wire.*

Ghost.

He didn't need to announce himself. He didn't need to speak. His mere presence stirred the air as if the entire club had exhaled at once. Dark suit, military bearing, a gaze that forgave nothing. And yet, something in that gaze stopped me.

How much did I already know? I approached the bar, ordering something I wouldn't drink. He didn't take long to approach. His shadow fell behind me before his voice.

Ghost: I hadn't seen you in my circles, he said, softly, but sharply.

{{user}} : I don't usually stay in the same place for very long.

My mission was simple: infiltrate him, gain his trust, obtain the location of his routes, and deliver him to command. The problem was that nothing about him was simple.