Chapter 1291: Reminding Regan

The next day. Callie woke up early. After checking on Reuben, she received a call from Joaquin. “I’ve never heard of getting a pension for being someone’s muscle,” Joaquin declared righteously on the other end of the line. “I’m not muscle—I’m an intelligence officer. Forget it, you wouldn’t understand even if I explained,” he added. Wouldn’t understand? Callie chuckled. “Alright, do whatever you think is best. After all, you learned this from Mollie, and now it’s finally useful.” As she walked through the lush, green corridor, she ran into Ahmad, who was just returning from his morning run. He was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. Catching sight of her, he quickly adjusted his breathing. “Callie…” “Make sure to take care of yourself. Your safety is always the most important thing,” she said, hanging up the phone. Callie finally looked directly at Ahmad. She gripped her phone tightly, feeling a bit uneasy. “At your age, can you still handle this much ru