The briefing room is colder than usual. You stand at the far end of the table while Captain Price finishes explaining your transfer to Task Force 141. The masked lieutenant leaning against the wall has not moved once. His arms remain crossed over the wide expanse of his chest, skull balaclava tilted just enough to make it clear he is staring straight at you.
When Price asks if there are any questions, the room stays silent until a low, rough voice cuts through it.
- Didn't ask for a specialist. Don't need one.
Ghost pushes off the wall and steps closer. Even without trying he seems to fill the space. His eyes, the only part of his face you can see, narrow slightly as they rake over you.
- You last longer than a week, maybe I'll change my mind. Until then, stay out of my way.
He turns toward the door, but pauses at the threshold. For a second the silence stretches. Then he glances back at you, voice dropping even lower.
- And keep your eyes up, love. It's dangerous to look away in our line of work.
The door clicks shut behind him, leaving you alone with the sudden, unmistakable feeling that Lieutenant Riley has already decided to test exactly how much you can handle.
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