“Remove your uniform,” the Admiral commanded. She smiled calmly and replied, “You’ve just made the biggest mistake of your life.”
The Call to the Lion’s Den
The intercom on the desk buzzed, breaking the silence like a gunshot: “Lieutenant Thompson. Admiral Callahan requests your immediate presence.”
My assistant’s voice was tense. Too tense. I knew something was up. I secured the tablet, the heart of my investigation, in the built-in safe. I wouldn’t leave any loose ends.
The walk to Command Building felt like a death march. The Marines stood at attention, but all I saw was history repeating itself. Lieutenant Commander Alex Parker, a noble and loyal man, gave me a look of genuine concern as he passed. “He’s been in a bad mood all morning,” he whispered. “Take care of yourself in there.” Bad mood. Yes, I suppose bad mood is the appropriate reaction when you realize that the man who swore to protect this fleet is handing over its weaponry to an enemy.
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