Morgan watched his wife’s aircraft clear Oak Hill’s flight deck then head north back towards the Norwegian mainland. Once he knew Cat’s aircraft was ’OPS normal,’ he turned to Senior Chief Shaw.
Oak Hill“Dallas, assemble your two boat crews in the well deck. I’d like to brief them in twenty minutes,” Morgan said with a steady voice that belied the nervousness he felt over his wife.
“Aye, Aye, Commander,” Dallas replied
Twenty minutes later, Morgan stood in front the twenty assembled sailors that constituted the crews of the two Mark VI patrol boats. He looked around and while he saw many new faces, he saw a couple of familiar ones as well. First of those faces was the former Special Boat Operator Second Class Jose ‘El Fantasma’ Hernandez who now wore the chevrons of a Petty Officer Firs
