THE JANITOR MADE A JOKE—SHE DIDN’T KNOW HE WAS A LEGEND No backup pilot. Ten minutes to inspection. And one very pissed-off major. Major Bella Monroe wasn’t just sweating from the heat. The Blackhawk was dead on the helipad, its cockpit empty, and the only certified pilot was in the infirmary with half his arm torn up. The general’s chopper was minutes away. And Bella’s career? One more screw-up from going up in flames. She spun on the nearest lieutenant. “Anyone. Find anyone cleared to fly that