Axel stood quietly on the backyard porch, the cool night wind brushing against his face as he read the message glowing on his screen.
"Successfully got the package. Heading to Basecamp. Arrival in less than one hour."
A low hum left his throat. Ethan's efficiency never failed to impress him.
"You never fail my expectations, Ethan," he murmured, the corner of his lips lifting with satisfaction.
Without hesitation, he pressed the dial button. Ethan picked up instantly, just as expected.
"Any other instructions?" Ethan's calm voice flowed through the speaker.
"No, you can do what is necessary," Axel replied. His tone was relaxed, almost gentle, despite the dark intention behind the words. "I will visit tomorrow, early in the morning."
"Understood. I will prepare everything."
"Thanks..." Axel ended the call and let out a slow breath.
For a moment, he simply stared into the night. The silence outside gave him space to collect the storm brewing in his chest.
