“Take your report and get out of my office.”
“Take your report and get out of my office.”
Colonel James Parker threw the folder across the desk.
It struck Lieutenant Sarah Mitchell in the chest and fell onto the floor.
She didn't move.
“Sir, you need to read this.”
“I said get out.”
Sarah bent down and picked up the folder.
“Twenty-three soldiers are scheduled to enter that facility tomorrow.”
“And?”
“The building is structurally compromised.”
James laughed.
“You've been here twelve days, Lieutenant. You don't tell me how to run my base.”
Sarah looked him directly in the eyes.
“I'm not telling you how to run it.”
“Then what are you doing?”
“I'm telling you someone changed the inspection report.”
The smile disappeared from his face.
“Careful.”
Sarah placed three photographs on his desk.
“Original inspection. Revised inspection. And the security footage showing who accessed the file.”
James glanced at them.
“You're accusing someone in my command of falsifying military records?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You realize that could end your career?”
Sarah nodded.
“I also realize sending twenty-three soldiers into that building could end their lives.”
James stood.
“You're relieved from tomorrow's operation.”
Sarah's jaw tightened.
“You can't remove me from an investigation I've already been assigned to.”
“I just did.”
He pointed toward the door.
“Turn over your access badge.”
Sarah slowly unclipped the badge from her uniform.
She placed it on his desk.
Then she reached beneath her collar and removed a small black identification card.
James frowned.
“What is that?”
Sarah placed it beside the badge.
“Read it.”
He picked it up.
His eyes moved across the words.
Then stopped.
His expression changed.
UNITED STATES ARMY — SPECIAL INVESTIGATIONS COMMAND
James looked up.
“You're CID?”
Sarah shook her head.
“No.”
“Then who authorized this?”
“I did.”
His eyebrows rose.
“You don't have that authority.”
Sarah's voice remained calm.
“Maybe you should keep reading.”
James turned the card over.
A second seal was stamped on the back.
His face went pale.
“Where did you get this?”
“From the office of the Inspector General.”
Before he could respond, the office door opened.
General Marcus Reed entered.
Two military police officers followed him.
James immediately straightened.
“General.”
Reed ignored him.
He walked directly toward Sarah.
Then stopped.
And saluted.
Sarah returned the salute.
James stared at them.
“Sir…”
General Reed finally turned.
“Colonel Parker.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Did you just order Major Mitchell to surrender her access?”
James swallowed.
“Lieutenant Mitchell, sir.”
Reed's expression hardened.
“No.”
He pointed toward Sarah.
“Major Sarah Mitchell.”
James stared at her.
“Major?”
Sarah said nothing.
General Reed continued.
“For the past thirty days, Major Mitchell has been conducting a command integrity investigation.”
James slowly shook his head.
“You knew?”
“Everyone above your clearance knew.”
The colonel looked furious.
“Why wasn't I informed?”
Reed's answer was immediate.
“Because we wanted to see what you would do when you believed nobody important was watching.”
Silence filled the room.
Sarah opened the folder again.
“You ignored three safety reports.”
James looked away.
“You threatened two officers who questioned the operation.”
His jaw tightened.
“And you approved a revised inspection without verifying the original.”
General Reed stepped closer.
“Colonel Parker, this isn't a disciplinary warning.”
James looked up.
“What is it?”
Reed removed the command badge from James's uniform.
“You're suspended pending investigation.”
James's face collapsed.
“General, please.”
“You used rank to silence people.”
He turned to Sarah.
“She used evidence to protect them.”
James looked at Sarah.
“You set me up.”
Sarah shook her head.
“No.”
“You walked into my office pretending to be a lieutenant!”
“I walked into your office asking you to read a report.”
James stared at her.
“You knew I'd refuse.”
Sarah's expression hardened.
“I hoped you wouldn't.”
The military police escorted James toward the door.
Just before leaving, he turned.
“Major Mitchell.”
Sarah looked at him.
“You think this makes you better than me?”
She answered quietly.
“No.”
She glanced at the folder.
“I think the evidence makes the difference.”
The door closed.
General Reed remained silent for several seconds.
Then he handed Sarah another sealed envelope.
She opened it.
Her face changed.
“General…”
“What's wrong?”
Sarah stared at the name printed across the first page.
OPERATION SILENT EAGLE — COMMANDER: COLONEL DAVID MITCHELL.
Her father.
The man officially declared dead eight years earlier.
Sarah looked up.
“My father is dead.”
Reed shook his head.
“That's what the Army told you.”
Sarah's hands began trembling.
“Where is he?”
The general's expression became grim.
“Under the facility your soldiers are scheduled to enter tomorrow.”
Sarah stared at him.
“Why would you send them there?”
Reed lowered his voice.
“Because your father left something behind.”
“What?”
The general looked toward the locked door.
“A list of names.”
Sarah's blood ran cold.
“And one of them,” Reed whispered, “belongs to someone sitting in this building right now.”
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