Chapter 1: On a 12-hour flight, the 10-year-old girl behind me h007

Through the passenger windows, pinning the Boeing 777 in fifty thousand lumens of blinding white daylight, stood four armored tactical vehicles flanked by two massive Sikorsky MH-60M Black Hawk helicopters of the 160th Special Operations Aviation Regiment (Night Stalkers), their twin General Electric turboshaft engines screaming at full military war-emergency thrust!

WHOP-WHOP-WHOP-WHOP.

The forward left boarding door of the aircraft was not opened by a gate bridge.

It was thrown outward by the senior purser, and the heavy pneumatic emergency stairs deployed down to the snow-covered tarmac with a violent, metallic crash!

CLANG.

Standing at the bottom of the gantry stairs, his four solid-silver cast stars blazing beneath the halogen searchlights, wearing his full Service Dress Blue uniform of midnight-blue wool despite the driving blizzard…

Was Vice Admiral David Mercer.

Beside him stood United States Attorney Marcus Cooper, holding an unsealed, four-hundred-page federal grand jury indictment stamped with the raised red-wax dry seal of the DEPARTMENT OF THE NAVY // SPECIAL ADMIRALTY CHANCERY.

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