Dawson's Point Of View
My reflection in the floor to ceiling windows looked worse than I cared to admit.
My face was pale.
The allergy attack from yesterday had left my body drained, and the lingering ache in my chest reminded me that I'd pushed myself too far again.
Still, none of that mattered right now.
There were more pressing issues.
A knock sounded against my office door.
I knew it was Levi.
"Come in."
The door opened almost immediately.
Levi stepped inside with his usual composed expression, a tablet tucked beneath one arm.
He closed the door quietly before walking toward my desk.
He bowed his head slightly. "Mr. Cage."
I turned away from the window to face him.
"What is it?"
Levi glanced at the tablet before looking back at me. "We've located Wilson."
I raised a b
