“Ten minutes to rig the haul straps,” I said.

“Then I’m going straight to Shoreline Middle.”

We went over to the EOD utility truck to pull the heavy yellow tow straps out of the side compartment.

Kenneth opened the rugged laptop mounted on the truck’s dashboard to log the disarmed ordnance into the base server.

The laptop screen flickered as it linked up through the satellite terminal.

Kenneth hit a function key, and his eyebrows drew down hard.

“Chief,” he said quietly.