Schmitz said. I cracked open an eye. The tent walls were bathed in a thin, weak light. “Dawn already?” “Yeah,” Schmitz said, giving me a little shake. “Major Tannen wants to see you ASAP. The advance team didn’t make it in last night. He’s organizing a search.” Groaning, I sat up. My back muscles had loosened up while I slept; now I just felt like I’d been in a bus crash instead of bent like a pretzel. “I’ll be right there.” After Schmitz disappeared through the tent flap, Will asked, “Think we’re going?” “Why wake us up if we’re not?” I pulled on my boots. “You feeling up to this after yesterday?” Will shrugged. “It was just an attempted strangling…nothing serious. I’m good to go.” “Oh, yeah…nothing serious,” I said, shaking my head. “Well, then, let’s go see what the plan is.” We hurried to the command tent, Will buttoning his jacket as we jogged across camp. The morning was cool and I could see puffs of steam when I exhaled.
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