Ghost at the bar with Ingrid<br/><br/>"Damn Ingrid, that's a bit of news. How do you think Drake will take that sort of thing?" Ghost would have shit if someone gave him that sort of news. He had managed to escape fatherhood for this long and didn't really want to bring a kid into this world, particularly into a world where daddy could be killed or jailed at any time.<br/><br/>Glancing at the door of the meeting room he saw all the members filing out. He wondered what he had missed and if it was anything of importance. Probably nothing and if he was needed someone would let him know.<br/><br/>Hearing Crash offer up a beer Ghost moved in his direction and took a bottle. "You look a little left out prospect, it must be Spring because love is in the air around here. Trying to pick out a sweet butt that suits your taste?" Ghost laughed as the words left his mouth. "Won't be long now anyway."<br/><br/>Looking at everyone in the club Ghost decided he would finish his beer and head of of there soon unless something came up that would grab his attention.