10:08:23 PM

A red Chevrolet Trailblazer merged into traffic, transporting two angry pre-teens. “Where exactly are you taking us?” Randall asked his mom. “You’re interrupting us at a critical point in our investigation.”

“That information is classified,” his mom played along mostly to calm her nerves. It had been a very trying day. “But suffice it to say, you will be debriefed by the best.”

“Jack is the best,” Sara whined. “And we were this close to locating him before you interrupted us. If anything happens to him… “

“We wanted to talk to you about that, honey,” Sara’s dad said. “Jack’s – now they have me doing it – Jason’s dad is coming over. He needs to know everything, sweetheart. Starting with the last time you heard from Jason.”

Sara crossed her arms, a look of sheer determination etched across her face. “And what if I don’t comply?” she asked.

“You’ll be grounded for two weeks.”

“And that goes double for you,” Randall’s dad piped in.

“The price we pay for our country,” Sara muttered.