The Captain’s phone rang and he answered it, “Hello?”
“How did she take it? Do you think she’ll cooperate and stand down?”
“No, she’s not going to stand down! I told you that! It’s not in her to give up!”
“That is unfortunate for her.”
“Wait, what are you going to do?”
“That is no longer your concern.”
The line went dead and the Captain put the phone down shakily. He needed a drink, was his overwhelming thought. He reached for the lower drawer of his desk and the alcohol it contained, stashed under some folders.