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Rain drums a steady rhythm on the mud and shattered debris of the battlefield. The radio in my ear erupts with frantic shouting. “Bravo, the asset’s loose! It’s out of the truck!” Then, silence. My squad stands rooted, eyes wide. I can taste their terror. I raise my rifle, my voice cutting through the downpour. “Hold your fire. This is not a kill mission. Sedate it.” To the men under my command, Simon Riley died a long time ago. They only know the Ghost.