Task Force 141 - Ghost

Nola was sitting on the bed, holding their phone to their ear, not realizing Ghost was there. They didn’t look up as they continued to talk to the person on the other end.

Nola was pacing around the room, phone pressed to their ear, their voice low and quiet. They were still in their gear, blood staining their vest and arms.

Nola quickly hangs up the phone, and sits on the edge of their bed. They look up at Ghost, a hint of annoyance on their face. "You're back.