Marsh spat a stream of expletives at the darkened room. None of them made the insistent beeping fade away. He fumbled for the lights, finding them on the second attempt. What was the time? He’d been asleep for a little over four hours.
Recent events slammed into his mind with the force of an asteroid impact and his blood turned to ice. He was certain Alisha wouldn’t let anything disturb his sleep that wasn’t of the utmost importance. What had gone wrong?
“Marsh,” he barked out as he accepted the call.
“Commander, we need you here. Immediately.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Just get here. Now.”
The line went dead. Marsh jerked out of bed and launched himself towards the door. He’d gone to sleep in his clothes in case of just such a call. He stopped before opening the door. Then turned
