Third Person's POV
"Alpha Caldwell, I've done everything you asked. When are you going to keep your promise?"
The bearded man poured Caldwell a cup of the local coffee and set it in front of him.
Caldwell left the cup untouched. He only lifted his gaze to the man sitting across from him. "Where is he?"
The bearded man smiled and gave a subtle nod to one of his men. A moment later, someone stepped forward and motioned for Caldwell to follow.
Caldwell rose and followed him around the compound until they reached a run-down building standing by itself.
Inside, the place was filthy and falling apart.
Farther in, a man knelt on the floor with heavy chains binding his wrists.
He looked haggard, but he didn't appear to have been tortured.
Hearing footsteps, he raised his head. The sudden
