His crew located in the Caribbean was in the middle of an expanding mission, and things were not going as smoothly as he would have liked. A knock on the door was a welcome interruption. He opened it to find Sumner standing before him.“Did you get your pilot?” Banner asked.Sumner stepped past him into the room, a grim expression on his face. “No. He flew low and I wasn’t willing to kill a bunch of farmers just to bring him down. I pulled up.”Banner did his best to hide his surprise. He knew that Sumner was not so foolish as to put others at risk just to succeed at a capture, but he’d never known the man to simply pull up and give up. Especially not when he had the pilot in his sights.“You didn’t have enough gas to keep with him?” Sumner popped a coffee pod under the single shot maker and pressed the start button.“I had enough fuel,” he said. He kept his eyes on the cup as it filled.The other pilot outmaneuvered him, Banner thought. It was the only explanation for Sumner’s unsuccessful flight and return empty-handed.
