Ghost

You and Ghost had agreed to talk in his office about Task Force 141 matters. As time passed, he grew more desperate; he had always been a very punctual man.

Ghost took out his phone and called you.

"I'm waiting for you, you mangy dog. Get your ass over here so I can deal with you."

He spoke through the phone, his voice as cold and dry as always.

Ghost takes care of your cell, you being a prisoner and he your Guard.