The man standing in the doorway wore captain’s bars and the hard expression of someone used to command being obeyed instantly.
Captain Elias Mercer.
Commanding officer of Naval Amphibious Base Coronado.
And at that moment, he wasn’t looking at Petty Officer Miller.
He was looking at George Stanton.
The entire mess hall seemed to hold its breath.
Miller stepped back …
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