Epilogue
Anita
I looked down at my ringing phone while I sharpened my favorite knife.
Wes.
The man had a lot of nerve calling me so soon after my team helped him. I was half tempted to ignore his call, but curiosity got the better of me.
"What do you want?"
Wes chuckled. "Well, hello to you too."
"You know damn well I don't have time for pleasantries, and most of the time, neither do you, so what's the reason for this call."
In typical Wes fashion, the man did the unexpected and sighed. "Some things never change, Anita."
No, they really didn't. I was the same heartless individual I was when we met. The only difference now was I had more kills under my belt.
"Get on with it, or I'm hanging up. I'm not like the rest of the people who work for you. I don't have to take your calls."
Our arrangement was simple. Wes helped us get started, and we paid that debt back tenfold. Now Ghost team was it's own identity, and we only occasionally took jobs that helped Wes out.
"True but you're going to want the information I have for you."
There was only one thing I wanted from Wes, and up until now, he had yet to follow through on his promise.
"I'm listening."
"Your target has surfaced. I have a location for you."
It was about fucking time. Seven long years later and I was finally getting the chance to exact the revenge that changed my team’s life forever.
Read about Ghost Team in Ghost From The Past.