Kalan washed the water dripping from his face with a towel he found in a drawer embedded in the wall of Elektra's private bathroom. He was still at the STA, giving everyone a break before they discussed the strategy for the rescue operation that would take place tomorrow morning.
Personally, he really wanted to do it tonight as well. But he knew that haste was not something to be practiced in such a precarious situation. Moreover, the enemy they had to fight was also not a random person. Just as slippery. Same genius.
The man stared straight into the mirror, staring at the reflection of his miserable face, grateful that so far he had been able to contain his emotions and keep his head cool even though he really wanted to throw everything he could reach with his hands.
