I folded the orders in half and tucked them into my chest pocket.

The paper sat heavy against my ribs.

I walked back out into the glaring heat.

The diesel generators droned behind the mess hall.

At eleven in the morning I sat back down in the comms office.

The room still smelled of the night shift’s stale instant coffee.

I opened the encrypted chat app on my phone.

I placed a secure video call to Haley.