Caleb just stared at his ringing phone. It was an unknown number. But he had an idea who it was. He turn to his wife. Fear evident on her face.
Squeezing her hand, "I'll be right back." Then to his friends, "excuse me." He walked a little far away from them, to make sure no one will hear him.
"Captain."
"Lieutenant Rogers, your new team is ready."
"The ones I specifically asked for, sir?"
"Unfortunately, the men you've singled out are in different missions now. I sent a different troop to the Philippines."
He froze where he was standing hearing the words. "Philippines, sir?"
"Yes, Puerto Limon FARC leader Hugo Fabian died in prison sixteen days ago and his son Ramiro Fabian escaped the following day. The CIA have already coordinated with us. They tracked his location and it was conf
