They patiently wait for the rest of their unit and discuss the possibilities of where they might be going and what type of mission it could be this time. The team has seen every type of mission that could have ever been conjured up. They look up to see the round headlights of Jayce’s Jeep coming towards them.
“Sorry, I had to stop and get these two coffee.” Jayce points to Ty and Ben, who sip out of a convenience store, coffee cup.
Ty takes a sip, “Well, boys, let’s go see where the hell they are sending us this time.”
The lights inside illuminate the unusually high movement inside at the late hour, even through the mirrored glass. Jayce turns the Jeep off and they start towards the building as a team. They climb the large, concrete steps to the entrance. Ben opens the door for Jayce, and holds it for the others as they enter the large foyer. The unit respectfully salutes the military police standing guard at the door before looking down the branching corridors. There is even more movement then they had seen from outside. Jayce leads the way to the “Theater”. The anticipation builds as they contemplate their mission and discover the traffic they had seen from the parking lot was primarily made up of officers and not the paper pushers. It is clear that whatever it is that has brought them here, this night, is bigger than anything they have seen.
“Hell, I didn’t need the coffee to sober me up. Seeing all the brass walking around is taking
care of it.” Ben mumbles to Jayce.
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