Jack wasn’t sure where the lines had blurred, between ally and enemy, between mission and instinct. The crosshairs burned behind his eyes, trained on someone who wasn’t a target, who never should have been. His breathing quickened, memories and commands fighting for dominance. Don't shoot. Don’t engage. But the red never faded. And somewhere in the noise, a voice, hers, brought him back. ‘Never take it off,’ she had said. It’s safer this way... for all of us.’”