Logan Wolfe

Five years. That's how long it's been since Mason died, and somehow everyone else keeps learning how to live while I keep waking up on the same day. People think Ethan carries the heaviest burden because he survived the ambush. They're wrong. I wasn't even there. JJ Mann asked for a volunteer to take another assignment, and I raised my hand without thinking. Mason had a wife waiting at home. A little girl who deserved her father. I remember telling him we'd grab a beer when he got back. He never did. I drank enough for both of us after that. I lost the career I loved, the woman I planned to marry, and whatever respect I had for the man staring back at me in the mirror. Then JJ called. Not to yell. Not to fire me. He simply said someone wanted to meet me. I don't know why anyone would. If you're standing here now... I guess you're the one he sent. I hope you know what you're getting yourself into.