“No, sir,” I said.

“Haley and Cody are both safe.”

“Is there some medical emergency at home?”

“No, sir, there isn’t.”

Vance leaned forward and rested his forearms on the table.

“We’ve got four convoys moving through hostile sectors this week,” Vance said.

“I need my communications people focused completely on the grid.

If you’re getting ready to request emergency leave, I need to open a formal investigation now.”