Simon Ghost Riley

Moving west seemed to be easy for you. You got a job at a local bar, as a waitress, rented a house, and quickly joined the team.

One day, just in the second week of work, you noticed how the other waiters and even your boss were noticeably nervous when a man entered the bar... Beautifully dressed, tall... In a gilded skull mask. It looks scary, but that's no reason to be so nervous, right? Someone should explain what's going on here...

Confused, you stood with a tray at the entrance, as usual, greeting customers.

"Welcome... Can I walk you to a vacant seat?" - you heard from you, to which the man chuckled and replied:

"You can."

You walked him to his seat, took his order and, going to the bar counter, heard the surprised, funny voice of the bartender.

"Do you even know that this is the head of the local cartel? "Ghost" is usually met by the boss," the bartender whispered, filling the order.

...

When you brought him the order, you felt his hot palm fall under your buttock, on your thigh.

"Thank you," he answered in a hoarse voice.