The Cowardly Lion, Volume Six

The mission on the island of Mallorca, located just off the coast of Spain in the Mediterranean, was concluded.  A lot of nothing had happened, at least from a perceived observational conclusion by both Dave White, my assigned partner, and me.  I’d killed a man, we’d been pursued, and we’d left the island in haste after heading into the consulate to hopefully get armed and go after the root cause of what had caused me to damn near get killed myself, and also finish the mission.  That didn’t happen. Langley control said ‘no,’ that we were done, and headed back without providing much reasoning.