Thump!! There was a shower of sparks outside his window, and a Hellfire missile went screaming toward its target.
Seconds later, the zoo keeper’s truck erupted into a fireball.
“Good shot,” said LeBar.
“Hole in one,” said Shapiro.
Both of them knew it was too late for redemption.
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The phone rang just as McKibben was about to tee off. “Ah, a report,” he told The General. “SI-OP has probably located the truck.”
He went to the back of the cart and picked up the receiver. “McKibben.”
The man talked fast: “Lieutenant? Sergeant Broughton, DHQ. Sir, we have a problem.”
McKibben raised a brow. “A problem? At the de-hibernation center?”
“Yes, sir. I—I don’t know how to say this, sir. It ... It would seem the cryo-cells are missing.”
“Run that by me again?”
“The cells, sir, conta
