“All craft.”
Danielle had already learned enough about The Rapier’s tone of voice to know that bad news was incoming.
“During the last engagement, Captain Danielle Delacroix was critically injured. I am a Chief Warrant Two only RL2 on the Chinook platform.”
Which meant he could fly well enough, but don’t depend on him to complete the mission.
“The mission is critical, continue on profile. Out.”
“I’m not—”
“I need to see how much they rely on you, Delacroix, because I’m betting that whole last piece was you’re doing.”
“But they need to know I’m not—”
“Shut up, Spidey.”
A bark of laughter over the Chinook’s internal intercom told her that she’d better like that tag because she’d just become stuck with it—at least for a while. Maybe a long while.
She wanted to argue, but it was true
