Chapter 27The alarm woke Mitch and Cal from an afternoon snooze five days later. They’d been working all morning on the continuing repairs to the section destroyed in Ethan’s first attack, and a post-lunch nap had seemed like a good idea. But they never had the chance to be peaceful and happy for long. The alarm had Mitch scrambling up and looking for his boots before he was even properly awake. He reached the door, Cal a few steps behind him.
“Bren wants you on deck,” Blanca called, running past as Mitch opened the door. “Helipad.”
“Thanks. Cal, head for the armory. Bring me my weapons.”
“Right.” Cal took off after Blanca, and Mitch headed the other way, onto the deck, shading his eyes from the dazzle of the afternoon sunshine. Though almost December, it was a bright and clear day. He
