I was already up and dressed when Adrian knocked on my door at ten minutes to 4 in the morning.
I’d set an alarm for 3:45 so that I could quickly throw on some clothes and have a quick drink of water.
But I’d woken at 3am, bright eyed and feeling very ready for our mission.
I’d been taking solace in work for weeks. I felt best when I was doing a good job on something only I had the capacity to do. But it wasn’t the same—working on an event or paperwork—as it was to get out and actually do something about a problem.
Adrian nodded to me as he entered my room, nodding approvingly at my black tactical outfit.
We gathered our supplies in companionable silence. He paused to nod approvingly at what I’d selected from the Gamma camp, but we otherwise worked in a steady rhythm. I could tel
