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the kitchen.
     
    The Captain’s ringtone cut off abruptly, “Hello, Captain Blair speaking.” Pause. “Yes, Sir.” Pause. “Err, no, Sir, but…” longer pause. “Yes, Sir. Right away, Sir. Goodbye, Sir.””
     
    “Any doubts about my identity now, Captain Blair?” The speaker phone voice was low and silky.
     
    “No, Sir. I’m sorry if you felt I displayed a lack of respect Colonel Spencer.” He added belatedly, “Sir.”
     
    “It’s time for you to leave, Captain,” The Voice continued, “I’ll be speaking with you later. I am sure I don’t have to emphasize that this matter is no longer open for discussion? Misters Declan and Preston are actively involved with some sensitive military projects. Leaks to the media involving them, or people closely connected, would be considered against the interests of national security.”
     
    “I understand, Sir.” The Captain replied. “Mr. Declan, Mr. Preston, Ms. March, please accept my sincere apologies for what I see was bad judgment on my part. I’ll see myself out, and I won’t be bothering you again.”
     
    There was a soft snick as the door closed gently behind him.
     
    “Well,” I said into the quiet room, “I’m betting that Colonel Spencer has a few questions.” I faced towards David, “Would it be easier to invite the Colonel to lunch or dinner? Maybe you can just have the meeting here in your office (we never referred to it as the Cave to outsiders, as we didn’t want anyone to guess about the hidden underground room). I believe BBQ chicken is on the menu this afternoon. I’m sure there’s plenty.”
     
    “We’d love to have you drop by the house if that’s convenient for you Colonel,” David added his encouragement towards the disembodied voice. “Bas and I would love to show you around our computer room and you can see some of the projects we have in the works. Nothing official that we’d want to formally present yet, but Bas made some innovative upgrades with the holographic imaging program just this week. If you like, we can do our presentation this afternoon or evening, if you don’t mind the informal setting.”
     
    I could hear a muffled conversation on the Colonel’s side of the phone. I guess he forgot about the ‘mute’ button.
     
    Guessing at least one of the problems, I added, “I’m sure you have people accompanying you, Colonel Spencer, who would probably be included in the meeting you have planned with Bas and David tomorrow; please feel free to bring along any members of your group that may be interested in the tour. Our invitation extends to them, of course. You and your party are more than welcome into our home.”
     
    “Sorry I wasn’t more clear, Sir,” David said, squeezing my hand in a silent thank you. “We have privacy here, and you and the rest of your group will find this a nice opportunity to enjoy a casual evening. It will also give us an opportunity to introduce you to Team Red. The Team is, unfortunately, not something that can be explained convincingly over the phone.”
     
    “Thank you, Preston. I have the other four with me who would have been present in the meeting and we are all able to head your way. It is actually more convenient to do the meeting today, as we were having some logistics challenges for tomorrow. My aide is making changes to our schedule so we are freed up until,” there was some muffled conversation on the line, “until twenty-one hundred tonight.”
     
    Okay, I thought to myself, twenty-one minus two is nineteen, minus ten means nine o’…
     
    “You’re subtracting in your head again, aren’t you?” Bas teased in my ear. “Nine PM, Babe,” he added condescendingly.
     
    “Bas-hole,” I snipped back under my breath. But he was right, there was something about military time that always had me subtracting numbers in my brain. At least he hadn’t caught me counting on my fingers; I’d never live that down.
     
    Bas leaned over and pressed a soft kiss