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Miranda sighed and tried not to look at her watch.
She could feel time slipping away from them. She held out her helmet and someone, Mike, took it.
While she struggled for calm and focus, Holly did something with the colonel’s gun. It fell into pieces, which she proceeded to tuck separately into each of the colonel’s pockets.
She patted his breast pocket after she slipped the barrel into it. “Just bein’ sure, mate.”
Miranda held up a finger.
“First, the loss of the A-10 in Afghanistan at 9:30 a.m. Afghanistan Time, because Afghanistan chose not to follow a simple hour zoning. That’s midnight Eastern Time.”
“Second, the loss of your aircraft at 4 a.m. Mountain. That’s 6 a.m. Eastern,” she held up another. “Continued through the loss of the helicopter, but that was still related to
