“It should be me running this damned operation, not him!” You shouted at Simon, your voice breaking out of pure rage that poured from your soul.

You’d been a special ops soldier for four years. In all that time, you barely rose in rank despite being better than the majority of your peers.There was a covert operation that fit your job description perfectly, but Shepherd gave leadership to some dumbass man.

Simon listened intently, his mask not providing much insight on what he was thinking.