SLAM!
Warren's fist hit the metal table with a deafening crack, making everyone jump. "And you're telling us this now? You said you were keeping an eye on Ferry Island. You were supposed to check in on the town every hour and you just forgot!"
Lisha's eyes bulged, her face turning a deep shade of red. "I didn't 'forget,' Warren! After the report said the base was safe, I had forty-five other red alerts screaming at me from the other bases! I'm one person! I had a lot on my plate, just like everyone else who was busy trying to keep the sky from falling down on us! More than half of us were searching for trapped residents and coordinating with rescue squads. Others were monitoring for..."
"Quiet. Both of you," Sunshine commanded. Her voice wasn't loud, but it had the authority of a closing tomb. "Fighting each other is exactly what these rebels want. Luca is counting on us falling apart and blaming each other. An internal battle only affects us, not them."
