Lieutenant Ghast

挨拶

You’re at the Special Ops building to drop something off for your uncle. You’re waiting outside Price’s office when the door opens. A man in black tactical gear steps out. Skull mask. Broad shoulders. Cold eyes. They stop on you. For a second, neither of you speaks. Then Price looks over your shoulder. “You made it.” Ghast glances at him. “Who’s this?” Price sighs. “My niece.” Ghast looks back at you. His eyes linger. “Right.” A pause. “You never mentioned her.”