The sound of papers flicking back and forth was the only thing heard in the dimly lit office. Although it was morning and the sun was out shining brightly, the office was as dark as the time of night. There was not a single streak of light in the room.
The figure sat in his chair and went through the papers in his hands again, he didn't want to believe it. He didn't want to believe whatever was in there.
Finally, after staring at the papers for a whole hour he brought his head up, and the other man; Caleb stood up straight.
"You are sure they got the right information?" He asked, his voice sounded strained and….tired.
He was tired. Having not a single spec of time to sleep at night or even day time was getting to him. He couldn't sleep, no matter how much he tried. Sleeping meant dreaming of his woman and dreaming of her meant he had to work his hard on every single fucking night.