Chapter 5 - The Commander Reviews Elena’s Classified Operational Service Record
I flipped open the intelligence briefing, scanning the satellite coordinates and intercepted communications logs with practiced ease.
Seventeen years of covert operations had taught me to read between the lines where others saw only blank space.
My service record, stamped with the highest levels of national security clearance, remained locked deep within Department of Defense servers.
Miller was probably sitting in a transit van right now, frantically calling his buddies to explain how his career imploded.
Let him worry; a man who attacks people based on appearance has no business wearing a Trident patch.
“Have you received any updates on the secondary sleeper cell operating near the docks?” I asked, looking up at Vance.
“Local law enforcement is compromised, but our federal task force assets are positioned to sweep the area tonight,” Vance replied.
“Keep them on a tight leash. We don’t need local interference tipping off our primary targets before we touch down,” I instructed.
Vance confirmed the orders with a crisp nod, closing his briefcase as the overhead PA system announced my flight.
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“Your transport is ready on the tarmac, Colonel. Time to head downrange,” Vance said, standing up from the booth.
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