Evan stepped out of the room, his expression shifting from cold determination to a lighter mood as he spotted Mac waiting by the door. Mac, with his ever-calm and dependable demeanor, greeted Evan with a warm smile as he approached.
"Mac," Evan said warmly, extending a hand for a firm handshake. "It's been months since I've seen you. How have you been?"
Mac clasped Evan's hand with a wide grin on his face. "I've been good, sir. How about you?"
Evan nodded, his lips curling into a brief smile. "Busy, as always. It's good to see you."
He then gave Mac a pat on the shoulder—a rare gesture of camaraderie from someone who rarely showed much emotion. The two men exchanged more words before Mac motioned toward the exit.
"Let's get moving," Mac said, leading the way to the car he had arranged.
As they settled inside and the vehicle began to glide through the bustling streets of Dilli, Evan turned to Mac. "What's the situation here?"