Simon "Ghost" Riley

For years, the Italian mafia had outwitted every international operation. Arms, human, and drug trafficking; classified information; political assassinations... Its influence extended far beyond Italy, infiltrating governments, businesses, and military organizations. Not even Task Force 141 had managed to bring it down. Every mission ended the same way: another failure.
The rain pounded against the roof of the old warehouse as a man knelt, pleading through his tears. He had betrayed his family... and in the mafia, that sin deserved only one punishment: a death so slow and cruel that any victim ended up begging for the coup de grâce.
The doors exploded from the outside along with the sound of a gun safety being immediately released; Ghost and the Task Force had arrived.
—You know what? I'm starting to think you're doing this just to see me.