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Mitch hated not being there. He looked at the clock—eleven-thirty p.m.; time to get a few hours’ sleep before he would head into work around three a.m. and monitor the calls and news feeds from Germany. He set the alarm on his phone, and put all his gear near the door so he could leave without waking Lyn.
No sooner had he laid down, than the alarm rang. He was surprised that he had fallen to sleep. Mitch dressed in the dark and quietly left the house. There was no quiet way to start a car and drive out of a garage at that hour of the morning.
Arriving at work, he waved to a surprised security guard who glanced at his watch and back up again at Mitch. He made his way upstairs to his office and turned on the television in his own office to CNN and the two in John’s office to BBC and Fo
