Chapter 389

Jordy pulls his arm from Radar’s and steps in front of my dad. He snaps off a sharp salute.

“Permission to go, Sir,” he asks.

Dad nods. “Granted, son.” He looks at me. “I’m coming, too, of course. Which leaves one more.”

Lieutenant Gregerson steps forward. “I’d like to volunteer, Sir.”

Dad smiles. “I know you would, Lieutenant. But someone has to lead the rest of the men back to San Diego. It’s not going to be an easy trip, without the Miracles or Kai. I need you to go with them.”

Lieutenant Gregerson nods. “Yes, Sir,” he says, though I can hear the disappointment in his voice. “I’ll get them home, don’t worry.”

Dad looks over the ranks of his men. They all volunteered for the mission to Alcatraz—he knows every one of them would volunteer for this newest mission. His gaze fixes on Sergeant Moss, our grizzled weapons expert.

“What do you say, Sergeant?” Dad asks. “You got one more mission in those old bones of yours?”

Sergeant Moss’s face lights up like a kid who just received an early