Early in the morning, Romain looked around as his phone rang. Still not feeling reassured, he quickly glanced out the door before answering the call.0

“Allo?”0

- The DGSE is transferring a member of the 13th Regiment’s 11th unit this morning. I need you to cancel that order.0

Why would an organization that limited making calls as much as possible call him so early in the morning just to prevent the transfer of a single soldier?0

For a moment, Romain doubted his ears.0

- Can you do that?0

“Of course. Why bother with this, though?”0

- There’s always more going on behind the scenes than in front of it. We want to make sure he has a part in this operation, which is why we selected the 11th unit. I’ll leave you to it.0

The call ended. 0

Romain took a deep breath and stared at his phone. There was something he didn’t know. 0

‘Should I look into it?’0

Though tempted to dig into the background of the soldier in question, he soon shook his head. 0

In the world of intelligence, examples of people whose futures and lives had been ruined by curiosity were as common as the sand on a beach. He got an order, and he would follow it. That was it. 0

Romain picked up the phone to call the head of the...0