“Believing? You mean did she stop believing her actions were helping her country?”
“No, of course not. I’m talking about that inner calling that—”
An alarm went off—a steady beep, beep, beep.
Suddenly, at that moment, Jim burst through a door off the kitchen.
I had just assumed the door led to the pantry.
Assumptions can get you killed.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Jim motioned toward me. “Follow me.”
Beep. Beep. Beep.
As I headed in his direction, Martha and Alex rushed into the room.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Alex quickly walked over to a wall console and entered some numbers on a key pad.
The beeping stopped.
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