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Donnie on his shoulder and pointed at his watch. “Yeah, we better scoot. Look, I’m glad you’re going to be okay, bud.” He turned for the door. “If you need anything, puzzle book, pizza, pretty nurse…just let us know and we’ll see what we can do, okay?” He gave him a wink.
    “Can do…hey! I don’t even know your names.”
    Donnie stepped up, “I’m Donovan, this is Tufo and this giant ape that attacked you and tried to twist you into a pretzel…is Apollo.”
    The security officer smiled and held up his broken arm. “I’d offer to shake hands but…” He gave a cheesy grin. “I’m Kevin. Kevin Moore. And, to be honest, I wish we could have actually met under different circumstances.”
    Apollo lowered his face and said, “Yeah, me too, man.” He met Kevin’s gaze again, “I really am sorry about earlier.”
    “It’s okay. Really.”
    “Well, look, we do have to go. We got lots we still got to get done and not much time to do it in.” Apollo turned to leave.
    “Hey, before you go, let me give you a word of advice,” Kevin offered.
    “What’s that?” Tufo asked.
    “No matter what is said, or promised or…well, no matter what, okay? Do not trust Captain Roberts or a guy named James McDonald, okay?”
    “Who are they?” Donnie asked.
    Kevin’s eyes narrowed as he answered. “They’re the sons of bitches who ordered me to shoot you fellas on sight.”
     
    *****
     
    Matt went from level to level in what was quickly shaping up to be the new command center. If things kept progressing, this new facility might well work out quite nicely. The techs were operating at breakneck speed to get everything set up efficiently and back in working order and as it stood, this one new bunker might indeed work to house the majority of the squad’s needs.
    Groom Lake already had numerous machine shops, and there was room for expansion. Getting their silver smiths and other machinery shops set up with them wouldn’t be a problem, which freed up a lot of room from their old hangar space at Tinker. Although they would actually be spreading the different divisions of the command out, the main operations would still be under one roof, and that roof was strong. Matt allowed himself a chance to stand back and breathe a moment, to take it all in. Al though the thought of moving locations bothered him at first, he realized that it was simply human nature to fight change.
    Of course, they would still have to go back to Tinker and get the rest of their gear, including his silver barred cells for those full moons when Max wasn’t around to help him control his beast, but what little was left could easily be carried back in two more trips. He felt that if the different divisions streamlined and updated, they might even be able to leave behind some of their old and outdated equipment and upgrade to newer, faster and more reliable gear. Anything with sensitive material could be wiped by the geeks on a return trip.
    He nodded to himself as he watched his team work like army ants, tirelessly setting up and reestablishing their command. As he was about to dig back in, Major Flemings approached him and got his attention. “You wanted to see me, Colonel?”
    “I did, Major. We’re going to be having a number of…guests, soon.” He watched her for a reaction and didn’t r eceive one, so he continued. “I’m curious where we might house them.”
    The Major paused a moment, considering his words, “Would these guests be allergic to sunlight, sir?”
    “Some, yes. Very much so. Others, not so much.”
    She gave the information more thought. “And how many are we speaking of, sir?”
    The colonel paused and thought. “Can I get back to you on that? At this point, I’m not really sure that we can put a number on it.”
    She shot him a curious look. “Are we talking more than can fit in a football field? Or more than would fit in an aircraft han gar?”
    Matt smiled at her sheepishly. “Probably close to five hu