I met Major Mitchell at a café on the northwest side of town for coffee and debriefing. It was what we would do when we didn’t want anyone in the office to know what we were discussing. Despite our efforts to clean up the base, we still didn’t know whom we could completely trust outside of each other. She had arrived first, ordered me a large mud black coffee and had it on the table in front of her as she was reading a report on her palm computer. I spotted her before I even ...