Thomas sat at his desk, the soft hum of his laptop the only sound filling the silence of his office. He’d been up all night, finalizing reports for the agency, and even now, his mind felt restless. Eden’s smile, the way she looked at him earlier that day, still lingered in his thoughts. It was a rare moment of calm—of peace—that he couldn’t afford to indulge in for too long. His work was never far behind, and today was no exception.
His phone buzzed, breaking the silence, and without hesitation, Thomas picked it up. The name on the screen: Simon. The sense of duty crept into his veins, and he sat up straighter as he answered.
“Thomas,” Simon’s voice came through, clipped and direct as usual. “We’ve got a lead on the Zeta operation. I need you in Mexico.”
Thomas’s mind sharpened instantl
