Chapter 81. Relief All Around

Admiral Robert Mathias sat on his porch, nursing a glass of scotch when the call came. 

“Mathias.” He grunted surlily into his secure line. 

He wasn’t a happy man. His Arrowheads were still at large. He'd been given only a three-month waiting period by his superiors. After that period, he was to presume his men dead. Then he was expected to send in another team. The three months were almost up. Admiral Mathias was definitely not a happy man.

“Lt. Cdr. Wesley reporting, Sir. Mission accomplished. Requesting assistance to convey my crew and our prisoners back to base, Sir.”

“I’ll be damned.” Admiral Mathias breathed, his voice filled with incredulity. “Number of persons to be conveyed?” The Admiral was already headed back inside, his body shaking with relief and excitement. 

“Seven, Sir. The rest of the prisoners, who are mostly wounded, can be held in the prisons here.”

“We’ll be there soon. Sit tight. Is there anything we can do