Shepherd couldn’t be serious. There had to be a catch. “Sir, do you expect me to remain on recall for the―” “Get the hell out of here, Reichenbach! I expect you to be on the way to the airport soon!” “Yes, sir.” He hesitated at the door. “Thank you, Shepherd.” Shepherd waved him away. Ethan made record time logging out of his workstation and heading out, zooming back to his apartment. He threw some clothes into his duffel, grabbed his cell phone charger, and barreled out the door. On the way to the airport, his phone rang. It was Becker. “What’s up?” “Hey, where are you? I’ve been looking for
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