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"So…how do we contact one another?" Santos added.

"Oh about that... we will hand you a radio. Unfortunately, I don't have it here, it's on the helicopter. Do you mind if I order one of my men to get it?" Graves asked, already reaching for his earpiece to communicate with his team.

"That would be fine," Santos replied

Graves nodded and spoke into his earpiece, "Specter-2, bring one of the spare radios to the command center, over."

"Copy that, Specter-1. On my way," came the swift reply.

While waiting, Graves and Santos engaged in a light conversation about the current situation. Santos shared insights into how her group had been managing, highlighting the challenges they faced daily. Graves listened attentively, gaining a better understanding of the community's struggles and needs.

Soon enough, one of Graves's men arrived, handing over a sturdy-looking radio. "Here you go, sir."