Now get Thatcher on the line.” Thatcher is in my ear in a millisecond. “Donnelly—” “You’re gonna talk to your wife through comms. I won’t be able to hear you, but she can.” So carefully and quickly, I detach the radio and pry out my earpiece. I tell Jane, “You won’t be able to respond to him, but Thatcher is gonna walk you through this. He’s right here.”
