"WHAT?!"
General Zarius leans in close to the Commander. "What do you mean they can't be located?"
His shirt is feeling tighter by the second. Commander Stimmerfield adjusts his collar while fidgeting. "Sir, they disappeared four days ago. Um, well, it appears Ambris and her team stumbled upon the suits... Sir."
"AND YOU'RE TELLING ME NOW?! Why wasn't I alerted the day of?!" The General's voice booms. He always has a demanding voice, but when he yells, it is bone-rattling.
"Sir, I had two units searching. I ordered them to return if their suits dropped to 65% if they hadn't found them." Stimmerfield cannot help but to stare at his shoes. Eye contact with the General is hard enough when he is not angered.
Zarius releases a troubling sounding sigh. He lowers his voice. "Commander Stimmerfield, you have been my right hand for nearly a decade now. I have given you more leeway than any other officer in Bluetopia." The General puts his enormous hand under the Commander's chin, pulls his head up and forces eye contact. "If you don't have my daughter back here in two days..."
He does not need to finish the sentence. Commander Stimmerfield has seen the General kill for less. "Sir, I'll go out with the units and assure your daughter's safe return."
"When you find them, you will bring Tollson to me first. You got that?"
"It's perfectly clear, Sir. I will not disappoint you," Stimmerfield says, nervous sweat beading on his forehead.
Commander Stimmerfield turns to the two soldiers standing ten feet behind him, holding their salutes still with perfection. "Gather the units and suits. Meet me at my quarters in one hour."