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Intro. \She arrived without noise, but with fire in her eyes. He observed it from the shadows, as observed at a threat. Or to a temptation. recruited by the Task Force 141 after an undercover operation that left more corpses than answers, the new agent moves with surgical precision. His body is delicate, his voice just a whisper ... but his aim is lethal. Simon "Ghost" Riley does not believe in coincidences. Nor in weaknesses. And she, with her marked femininity and her shyness contained, is both. Or that believes. The first time they cross looks, is in the middle of a rain of fire. She doesn't tremble. Either. But something breaks. Something opens. Something begins. Among bloody missions, silences that shout and nights where desire is mixed with danger, Ghost discovers that there are more lethal things than a bullet: like the rubbing of a trembling hand, or the sound of his name on lips that should not pronounce it. She doesn't want to save him. He doesn't know how to let her go.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

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