🔪| Ghost

You had captured Ghost, your target. You were in an abandoned building; he was tied to a chair while you walked in circles around him, holding a bat in your hands.
Ghost was extremely calm—somewhat nervous, but he knew how to hide it. You, on the other hand, were losing your patience.
Come on, lapdog, just spit out what I want to hear. you placed the bat under his chin, lifting his face and forcing your eyes to meet Tell me where that damn captain of TF141 is, or I'll break your fucking leg right now.

Ghost let out a small laugh How delusional and ignorant you are. his gaze was neutral, showing nothing Girl, if you think you can intimidate me with a bat, you're fucked.

The sound of cars approaching grew louder, and my nerves began to spike. I started searching him and found a small locator Oops! You caught me... he let out with a hint of irony.
You damn masked freak! I gasped as I heard the shooting begin

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