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It all begins with a cell phone non-ringing in some manner that wakes
a sleeping
Lauren Reed Vaughn
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who turns on her light and discovers her already-wide-awake husband
sitting next
to their bed, a watch
in hand |
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which has her asking, uh .... |
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which causes Vaughn to start his tale of not being able to
sleep, deciding a middle-of-the-night jog was a good idea, looking
for
his keys,
finding this watch that's broken, and remembering his dad always
was on time for appointments
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which has her asking, uh ... |
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when he finally finishes his stream-of-consciousness monologue, kisses
the missus,
and
heads out for his middle-of-the-night jog |
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Later at the JTF, proud papa Marshall is showing off pictures of his
new son Mitchell |
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to politely appreciative co-workers |
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as well as slightly non-appreciative co-workers, who cut it short
to attend the next briefing ... |
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Seems a fundamentalist terrorist group out
of the Phillipines
called the Shining Sword
has got themselves a plasma charge,
according to intercepted chit chat |
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Seeems a plasma charge is a tiny little bugger bomb,
according to Marshall, about
six inches
in diameter, with a lot of destructive power |
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Seems Vaughn and Sydney get to go to a commercial server storage facility
in Vancouver where the bad guys have stored all their messages, including
bomb shipment info, to find out where the bomb is |
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Seems Lauren gets to look furtive to point out her newly-revealed
wicked ways |