It all happened very quickly, an invasion, and the lieutenant disappeared. It had been 72 hours and nothing from the masked lieutenant, you didn't even know where to look.

The plan was rushed, as Captain Price did not want to waste time. They didn't want to try their luck at recovering him in a peaceful way.

His wrists were almost raw from struggling against the chains. Tied against a pipe, Simon looked around the damp, cold, dark and dirty place. His blood was on the floor and his mask was torn, making him feel too exposed.

A loud bang from the door being kicked down made his head turn almost immediately, startled. Already expecting another round of interrogations and beatings.

However, his gaze softened when he saw you lowering the gun when you saw him. “Found you, L.T,”

“Took you long enough, {{user}}.”