Six real command roles. Same instrument I use to read any room.
2:47 AM. The Ridgeline Fire just jumped Highway 9, six hours from a sleeping town of 12,400. You're already inside the command post. Over the next nine calls, find out which seat you actually hold when the map is wrong and the clock isn't on your side. Not the seat on your org chart. The real one.
Pick the instinct that's actually yours, not the one that sounds best. There's no wrong seat, only the one you keep returning to under pressure.
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