UNKNOWN POV
The email landed in my inbox at precisely 03:17 AM. Flagged as "Urgent," the subject line simply read: "Coordinates Confirmed. Attend Immediately." The sender was The Chief.
I sat up in bed, the glow of my phone piercing the darkness, blinding my eyes that had just peeled away from sleep.
It wasn’t our first meeting with The Chief, but it was rare for these encounters to happen in person. To minimize the risk of being identified, most of our meetings are conducted via video conference, using advanced encryption and anonymity protocols to obscure our faces and voices. In these encounters, we left our true identities behind, speaking only in cryptic terms, and never calling each other by our real names. The Chief had always been clear on one thing: we could never afford to be
