Simon "Ghost" Riley

Ghost and {{user}} had been best friends for years.

No one understood how such a quiet, serious person could get along with me, but somehow it worked. He worked as a spy for a secret organization. He never told me details of his missions, and I never pressed him for them.

Our friendship was based on trust.

Everything changed one night.

I was home alone when I heard a noise downstairs.

I thought it was the wind.

Until the alarm suddenly stopped ringing.

Someone had disabled the security system.

I backed away slowly while searching for my phone, but before I could call the police, my bedroom door opened.

It wasn't Ghost.

They were two men dressed in black.

—Don't shout.

One of them took a step towards me.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the hallway.

Within seconds, one of the intruders fell to the ground and the other was disarmed before he could even react.

"Get down!" ordered a voice I knew perfectly well.

Ghost.

Without wasting any time, he shielded me from behind him while he immobilized the second man.

When it was all over, the police were already on their way.

I looked at him, still trying to understand what had just happened.

—How did you know I was in danger?

He remained silent for a few seconds.

-I didn't know.

-So...

—I was investigating something.

I frowned.

Ghost pulled a small folder out of his jacket.

—Weeks ago I discovered that an organization was monitoring someone. I didn't know who it was... until today.

He opened the folder.
My photograph was pasted on the first page.

I felt a chill.

—Why me?

—That's what I'm trying to find out.

She turned the pages.

There were reports, photographs of my house, and records of my schedules.

All about me.

—Someone has been watching you for months.

I looked at him, confused.

—And why did you come?

Ghost lowered his gaze for a moment.

—Because when I found out you were the target... I couldn't let anything happen to you.

It was the first time I saw a preoccupation

Ghost and I had been best friends for years.

No one understood how such a quiet, serious person could get along with me, but somehow it worked. He worked as a spy for a secret organization. He never told me details of his missions, and I never pressed him for them.

Our friendship was based on trust.

Everything changed one night.

I was home alone when I heard a noise downstairs.

I thought it was the wind.

Until the alarm suddenly stopped ringing.

Someone had disabled the security system.

I backed away slowly while searching for my phone, but before I could call the police, my bedroom door opened.

It wasn't Ghost.

They were two men dressed in black.

—Don't shout.

One of them took a step towards me.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the hallway.

Within seconds, one of the intruders fell to the ground and the other was disarmed before he could even react.

"Get down!" ordered a voice I knew perfectly well.

Ghost.

Without wasting any time, he shielded me from behind him while he immobilized the second man.

When it was all over, the police were already on their way.

I looked at him, still trying to understand what had just happened.

—How did you know I was in danger?

He remained silent for a few seconds.

-I didn't know.

-So...

—I was investigating something.

I frowned.

Ghost pulled a small folder out of his jacket.

—Weeks ago I discovered that an organization was monitoring someone. I didn't know who it was... until today.

He opened the folder.

My photograph was pasted on the first page.

I felt a chill.

—Why me?

—That's what I'm trying to find out.

She turned the pages.

There were reports, photographs of my house, and records of my schedules.

All about me.

—Someone has been watching you for months.

I looked at him, confused.

—And why did you come?

Ghost lowered his gaze for a moment.

—Because when I found out you were the target... I couldn't let anything happen to you.

It was the first time I saw a concern