"Good," Axel said finally. "Take care of Ethan. Make sure he receives proper medical treatment. I need him to recover as soon as possible."
"Of course, boss. They are already transferring him to the basecamp, where he will receive the best medical care.
"I will fly there tomorrow morning."
Silence hit the other end of the line.
"Collins!?"
"Boss…" Collins' voice carried a clear shock now. "If you come personally, you'll expose your identity. You know that."
Axel opened his eyes, gaze fixed on the dark horizon beyond the window.
He thought of Ethan. The boy he had pulled from death. The man who had stood beside him without hesitation. The brothers' fate had given him in the strangest way possible.
And now... someone had tried to take him away.
Axel's lips curved into a faint smile. Not warm. Not gentle.
Dangerous.
"Let it be," he said simply.
Collins did not argue further. He knew better.
