“Dammit,” I said, pacing. “Dammit, dammit, dammit.” The door swung open.
“I’m not talking to anyone right now,” I said quickly… and a little more harshly than I should have. But I was mad. The most important operator in the resistance was GONE . And I had no idea where he was, or why he’d run off. I had reason to be mad.
“We have a sighting.” I looked up and grabbed the man by the shoulders. I shook him violently as I said the next words out of my mouth:
“Where is he?!?”
“He’s… at the door.”