The Wrong Woman

"During these few days, I was back at the military base to handle business affairs. I received a call from a colleague in the satellite surveillance department, saying they located you. "We immediately dispatched troops and helicopters to rescue you, so I followed along," Cole explained.

Nathan nodded calmly. He slowly stood up and rested his hand on Cole's shoulder. "Help me walk."

With Cole's support, he slowly made his way to the door.

Outside, the gunfire ceased.

Cole curiously asked, "General Morrison, why did you keep this mission secret from me?"

"You're my closest subordinate. If you knew my plan, you might not have acted convincingly enough, which would have failed to deceive the enemy."

Cole felt aggrieved. He muttered softly, "So, you deliberately kept it from me, from Madam, and from your family to make the enemy believe you were truly in trouble. "Everyone thought you were missing, so they kept searching, worrying and grieving."

Nathan smiled faintly and responded, "Yes."

Cole asked again, "How did you injure your leg?"

"I implanted a satellite tracker in my body beforehand. To avoid

asked, "So you performed surgery on yourself to

responded, "I didn't use anesthesia. It was really painful. I almost

was heartbroken, but he

"General Morrison, next time, entrust such dangerous and arduous tasks to me. I'm not

"I never doubted you."

"Thank you, General Morrison."

He flew to Phoenicia Hospital under the protection

with an elite team to continue the search and

Nathan gazed at the island that didn't belong to

Michaela had been rescued, the stakes

capturing him without tarnishing the image and status

and the mist dispersed, the gate of

said excitedly, "Mr. Hoffis Senior, Ms. Hoffis... Mr.