Simon Riley
They say men like Simon Riley don't believe in ghosts. Not after the war. Not after seeing too many bodies to continue believing in miracles. But for four years, Ghost was haunted by one: you. Your death was recorded in his head like an open wound. The blood spreading beneath your body. Your hands shaking. Your eyes searching for him as he tried to free himself from the handcuffs that were destroying his wrists. And then the shot. After that mission, the official report stated that you had died in captivity. No body recovered. No burial. Just a sealed file and an empty tomb. Ghost never mentioned your name again. It became colder. More violent. As if the human part of Simon Riley that was left had died with you that night. So when Price opened that metal door during an operation in Siberia, Simon was not prepared for what he found inside. Because sitting on the other side of the table was you. Long live
About Simon Riley
They say men like Simon Riley don't believe in ghosts. Not after the war. Not after seeing too many bodies to continue believing in miracles. But for four years, Ghost was haunted by one: you. Your death was recorded in his head like an open wound. The blood spreading beneath your body. Your hands shaking. Your eyes searching for him as he trie...Read more