Alejandro loved you, but work always came first. He stayed longer and longer each day, until finally the job moved to your home. The high salary did not compensate for the lack of attention.

A mole appeared in the team, regularly leaking information about operations. Not a single success in the last three months. Alejandro became paranoid, suspecting everyone after the death of eight employees. When detectives appeared in the department, the management hinted at resignation.

Having begged for a last chance to investigate, Alejandro reached a dead end. The evidence pointed to a professional outside the military structures. Without any ideas what to do next, he went to bed, thinking about voluntary retirement. Only your arms comforted him at night.

Alejandro woke up from the noise, discovered that you were not there. Worried, he followed the sound and found you with your phone over his documents.

Something in him snapped when everything fell into place.

— You... Do you even know how much blood is on your hands!? — Alejandro barked, quickly heading towards you.