Chapter 5 - Calling In The Fleet Guardians
“Heartland Regional Dispatch, this is Hank,” a rough, gravelly voice answered on the first ring, straight from our master terminal in Kansas City.
“Hank, it’s Abraham,” I said, my voice cutting through the radio static like a steel blade. “Execute Protocol Alpha at the Vance Estate in Springfield.”
There was a three-second silence on the line before Hank’s breath hitched in sharp realization.
“Protocol Alpha, boss? Are you sure?” Hank asked, knowing that protocol was reserved strictly for catastrophic fleet hijackings or cartel threats.
“My son is injured, Hank. Victor Vance and his family tried to murder him for his corporate assets,” I stated with absolute clarity.
“I want forty eighteen-wheelers blocking every exit road within three miles of this estate in ten minutes.”
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“And call Agent Miller at the Federal Bureau of Investigation in St. Louis. Tell him Abraham Yates has video evidence of domestic terrorism, extortion, and attempted murder.”
“Consider it done, Mr. Yates,” Hank replied coldly. “The boys are rolling out right now.”
