One Four-Hundred-Dollar Hotel Charge Sent Me Home Three Weeks Ahead of Schedule
“Bye, Kendra.”
I hung up the heavy handset.
The line went dead with a click.
I stared at the bare wooden wall of the booth for a long minute before stepping back out into the fading heat.
At ten that night the base was completely dark apart from the amber security lights on the perimeter fences.
I sat by myself in the comms office and opened my laptop.
I went around the military network and logged into the private cloud drive Martinez had helped me set up.