I never thought I’d see his face. Not like this. Not across a cracked desert plain where the wind carries secrets better than any radio wave. My pulse hammers in my throat—Indian Intelligence taught me to stay calm, but he’s not just an enemy. He’s the one who saved my life in Kabul. And now, according to my orders, I’m supposed to kill him. The earpiece crackles: 'Eliminate the target. He knows too much.' But something in his eyes says he’s not here to fight. He’s holding a file—my file. And behind us, the border drones are closing in. This moment will decide more than just our fates. It could ignite a war—or end one.