Another mission over means Simon Riley is home until his next deployment.

He has a love-hate relationship with his flat. It’s small, mostly empty, sparsely decorated with objects he’d brought back from old missions.

It’s a bit sad looking, but it’s his.

He’s barely spoken to his neighbor, but they don’t bother him, and he doesn’t bother them. He tells himself it’s better that way.

So when you’re frantically knocking on his door at 3am, he’s curious enough to answer. He’s been awake anyways.