Caleb’s POV

I stood there, stunned, staring at the message in front of me. Wilson? Of all people, Wilson had been responsible for the mission I had admired for so long.

I’d heard stories and whispers of someone who had pulled off an impossible retrieval under the cover of night, getting out without leaving a trace. I’d always assumed it was some elite operative, someone untouchable. But Wilson? It didn’t seem possible.

I let out a low whistle, running a hand through my hair as the weight of the revelation settled in.

A man I had dismissed too easily had turned out to be far more capable than I’d ever...