Elias felt a tug in his chest, witnessing the tear-stained visage of Callie.With a reckless abandon, he bent down and claimed her lips with fervour.Salty tears mingled with the bittersweetness, turning the kiss into a poignant collision.‘Callie, look at me.’ Elias tilted her chin gently, coaxing her gaze towards him.He wiped away her tears with his thumb. ‘It’s a treacherous terrain out there. Explosions and combat could erupt anytime. Lives could be lost in a heartbeat. Someone chatting with you one moment might breathe their last beside you the next. I can’t vouch for my safety, let alone yours.’He wasn’t taking any chances, not when it came to his beloved.The thought of losing her was unfathomable; it’s why he dug in his heels, forbidding Callie from venturing to Kurtazagg, even if it meant wielding his authority like a weapon.Callie’s tears welled, yet she managed a smile. ‘Elias, who’s gonna have your back when you’re wounded? You’re tough, true, but you’re also flesh and
Elias sauntered over to Lemuel’s side.Spying Callie, Lemuel couldn’t hold back his curiosity. ‘Sir, Callie’s really tagging along?’‘The girl you’ve got an eye on’s enlisting too, right?’ Elias responded, deflecting the question.Lemuel cast a glance at Wendy by Callie’s side, murmuring, ‘Yeah, she volunteered.’‘I didn’t want Callie to come,’ Elias admitted in hushed tones. ‘But that was selfish of me.’Truth was, Elias had conferred with Craig over the phone before visiting the health centre.The veteran nurse’s opinion was more inclined towards Callie than Angelia.For battlefield roles, courage and a sense of responsibility were non-negotiable.From Craig’s standpoint, Callie seemed a better fit than Angelia.But Elias had placed pressure on Craig to favour Angelia, fearing the peril Callie might face.Now he realised that was the wrong thing to do.‘Sir, I know how you feel.’ Lemuel patted Elias’s shoulder.‘Let’s not dwell on that. It’s time for the roll call.’Lemuel nodded an
Wendy’s heart did a double take at the sight of the handsome doctor.She tugged lightly at Callie’s sleeve, her curiosity getting the best of her. ‘Seriously, why’s the doc so dreamy?’‘Easy, Wendy,’ Callie chided under her breath, maintaining professionalism. ‘We’re here for a mission, not a swoon fest.’‘Just a peek,’ Wendy mumbled back. ‘He’s even more swoon-worthy than Elias.’As if privy to their hushed conversation, the doctor’s gaze met theirs, a fleeting smile dancing on his lips before vanishing.With efficiency, he addressed the group. ‘Time’s short, so let’s get acquainted. I’m Dr Jamison Garcia, overseeing operations here. We’ll discuss the specifics en route as we work. Doctors, don your coats, and nurses, affix the red cross emblem.’Without hesitation, the medical personnel reached into their bags, slipping into white coats as they stood ready for duty.Angelia, Callie, and Ramiro took the forefront, flanked by Wendy and two other nurses.Jamison’s gaze settled on Angel
Elias turned, setting his gaze on Harriet, who had sprinted to him and snapped a salute. ‘I’m at your command, Major General.’‘Lieutenant Colonel Daniels.’ Elias returned her salute, a sliver of a smile playing on his lips. ‘Gather all officers ranking captain and above for a briefing. I want a comprehensive rundown on the current border situation.’‘Consider it done.’With Elias’s orders, Harriet sprang into action, convening a swift and concise meeting to orchestrate the impending battle.Seated at the head of the briefing table, Elias cast a cool gaze in Harriet’s direction, his question crisp, ‘Update me on the latest.’Harriet meticulously laid out the situation, her voice steady despite the weight of her words. ‘Kurtazagg’s spiralling into chaos. The violence is escalating, rioters gaining traction. Border merchants have turned arms smugglers, wreaking havoc between Kurtazagg and Engalia. We’re hitting back, trying to stem the flow. But they’ve escalated too—mercenaries are swa
‘I’m heading to check on the cholera patient,’ Callie said.Her promise to the boy had been delayed by her demanding schedule.Finally freed up, she wanted to ensure he was doing better.‘All right, I’m running on fumes. I’ll take off first.’ Wendy yawned once more before making her way to her accommodations for some well-deserved rest.Entering the isolation ward, Callie found Jamison tending to the boy.The boy turned, his eyes alight with recognition. ‘Doctor Hawthorne!’Jamison’s gaze followed the boy’s, landing on Callie.She gave a small nod of acknowledgement before approaching the bed. ‘Dr Garcia, how’s he doing?’‘No more vomiting. His condition has stabilised,’ Jamison replied, sliding his stethoscope into his coat pocket.The boy’s pallor hadn’t completely lifted, but at least his expression was less tormented than it had been in the morning.Gratitude filled his voice as he addressed both Callie and Jamison. ‘Doctors, thank you. I’m feeling much better.’Callie leaned in,
Elias’s large hand enveloped Callie’s small one as they made their way to the medical staff’s dormitory.The night sky, dark and adorned with starlight, held a breathtaking beauty.The occasional flicker of distant flames was a stark contrast to the tranquillity, a reminder of the harsh reality of war.Elias’s warmth seeped through her skin, spreading its comforting embrace.Despite the harsh conditions, Callie found solace in his company after a strenuous day.They reached the dormitory entrance, a walk that was far too short in Elias’s view.Standing there, holding hands, he couldn’t suppress his yearning any longer.He pulled Callie close, kissing her passionately.But it was a short-lived kiss.Elias reluctantly released her before his desire could spiral out of control. ‘Goodnight, Callie.’‘Goodnight.’Elias swiftly departed, not daring to linger.Callie watched him leave.Once inside, she was greeted by a rudimentary setup.The space was sparsely furnished, two small rooms with
Harriet knocked on the door.‘Come in!’Entering, Harriet handed a report to Elias. ‘General Westwood, this just came in. In about an hour, there’s a firearms transaction scheduled at an abandoned warehouse. We’re unsure about the scale of the operation.’Elias glanced at the report before him. ‘Got it. Tell Lemuel to assemble twelve Special Forces soldiers downstairs in ten minutes. You stay here and keep an eye on things.’The authenticity of the report was still uncertain, but it couldn’t be ignored.Kurtazagg’s border was rife with criminal activity, and it was a key market of the Shadowfire Syndicate, which was responsible for nearly eighty per cent of arms and drug trafficking in this region.Elias’s mission was clear: take down Shadowfire.‘Understood, General Westwood.’ Harriet saluted.Elias stood, grabbed his jacket, checked his ammunition, and left the room to meet with the team.In ten minutes, the team of Special Forces were ready.The armoured vehicle pulled up, Elias ta
Lemuel recalled the woman he saw earlier, remembering her wily grin and lethal motions.‘Sir, if a mercenary’s involved, then this mission...’ Lemuel’s voice trailed off.‘Gets more complicated,’ Elias affirmed with a slight nod. ‘The fact that Shadowfire could hire Inga implies an extravagant sum offered.’‘Then why did you…?’‘Why did I let her go?’Lemuel nodded.‘Because Inga isn’t the strategist; she’s a consummate executor. The true puppeteer is the mastermind behind the scenes. Unless we capture the real leader of Shadowfire, eliminating Inga alone won’t suffice.’Lemuel’s expression grew more solemn with Elias’s insight.The armoured vehicle continued its course, yet an abrupt burst of flames disrupted the tranquillity.In mere seconds, an earth-shattering explosion resounded, and mushrooming smoke billowed, forming a cloud above the distant fire.The ground trembled, fissures spreading across the turf.Unprepared for the sudden upheaval, Lemuel, who piloted the armoured vehic