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Two weeks later......

"What do you mean you lost him?” Col. Oda nearly yelled in the middle of the main floor of the building. "We had the son of a bitch now you can't find him?"

"Sorry, sir.” the tech said.

"Don't be sorry. Just find his ass again.” Col. Oda said.

Col. Oda stomped away, and the slammed the door behind him. He sat down in his chair and knew he should take a break. He couldn't, though. He looked at the picture on his desk, his team. They were a ragtag bunch, but he genuinely cared for all of them. All but three of them were gone now that were in the picture, and he would give his last breath to make sure the other two stayed alive. Aaron could easily take over for him when he did retire as long as he still had a hand to guide him, and she was that hand. She was the reason the team was founded in the first place, this building, these people they probably didn't know her story or her origins, but