THE PRESIDENT CALL

Marcus paced the floor of the command center, the buzz of activity around him a familiar backdrop. His team was reviewing the aftermath of the latest operation, their faces marked with exhaustion and relief. He’d always found solace in the chaos, the way it kept his mind sharp and focused. But today felt different; a sense of anticipation hung in the air.

“Marcus,” Felicity called out, her voice cutting through the low hum of conversation. “You’ve got a call.”

He turned to her, curiosity piqued. “Who is it?”

“Private line. They said it’s important,” she replied, raising an eyebrow.

Marcus nodded, stepping over to the phone, a mix of intrigue and apprehension swirling within him. He took a deep breath and picked up the receiver. “This is Marcus Reed.”

“Marcus,” came a voice he recognized instantly—the commanding yet steady tone of President Thompson. “Thank you for taking my call.”

“Mr. President,” Marcus replied, straightening up. “It’s an honor.”

“First, let me extend my gratitude t
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