No hesitation
Adrenaline surged through Harper’s body. He threw aside his blankets, already reaching for his phone. He couldn’t wait until morning. He dialed Pete first, then Felix, then others on his Coast Guard crew, speaking in clipped, urgent words.
“Get up now. We’ve got a break-in at the hanger. The object is their target.” His voice carried the sharpness of someone who wasn’t asking—he was ordering immediate response.
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