The second I had stepped out of the airport, I drove straight away to the Agency. I’ve been sitting in June’s office for an hour now with a mug of coffee in my hand, filling him in about Axeyl all aware he was being followed.
June doesn’t seem to mind that I’ve been found out, simply allowing the situation to pass as the mission’s already done. He shifts his seat to the side, sliding a file in. I’ve made a mental note to text Axeyl about my whereabouts later.
“You should get your wound checked. Kyler’s in his office.”
Nodding, I start making my way familiarly to the other side of the building. Once I’ve reached the certain room, the lingering smile of anti septic fills my nostrils. I take a deep breath and step in.
In the middle of the vast room that looks like any other hospit
