‘No…no, you didn’t. What’s up?’ I try to keep my voice even. ‘Nothing,’ he says. I wait, and he continues. ‘Why aren’t you sleeping?...I thought you took the day off to rest.’ His tone is puzzled, but also demanding an explanation, as though I am a child who has done wrong. Or maybe that’s my conscience yelling at me. ‘I went back to bed for a while, but you know me. I can’t stay in it for too long without suffering the consequences.’ ‘Well, go back there now, and get some rest. I don’t know how. A high-res view of an incoming helicopter dominated the main screen of the command console, the two other backup consoles showing different views of the same aircraft.Arlene, realizing that she was looking at her father's "radar," asked the Sergeant, "Is that the distance to the helicopter showing there on the right side of the screen?"But Lieutenant Mayfield, standing just in front of them and hearing their conversation, answered instead before the Sergeant could respond. "Thirty two point. I waited a few minutes and went downstairs and made an appearance in the kitchen.“Hey mom, Hi Sunita Aunty Aunty,” I said as I went to the fridge and got myself a glass of orange juice.“Hi Rahul,” my mom said. “I didn’t know you were home.”“Hi, Rahul” Sunita Aunty said, as she sat twirling her glass of wine, suddenly very quiet.“Yeah, I left work early. Karan said it was cool since we got a lot done before lunch.”I smiled at Sunita Aunty as I sipped my juice. “Hi, Sunita Aunty, nice to see. Jose turned to a laptop on the bar where he was standing in a position to serve the guests. Uncle Justin turned in his seat and waited for word from his right hand.“We have some alarms from our friends online,” Jose announced to his boss. “They are requesting a meeting. Apparently, there is some news.”“Excuse me, everybody, but the people who paid the bills for my lovely home either know of you all being here or they are monitoring something of which we are unaware,” Uncle Justin explained as.