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| − | Embers glowed, and then ebbed. Glowed again and then lay still. "Except she called him by name, Doug." His fist crashed against his desk. "She called him by name, got his attention, and | + | Embers glowed, and then ebbed. Glowed again and then lay still. "Except she called him by name, Doug." His fist crashed against his desk. "She called him by name, got his attention, and then watched him die at the hands of her friends." |
Revision as of 03:57, 21 November 2014
"Face it Doug, she's on her way to being spaced."
"Sir, we don't still do that, do we?"
"I still smoke a pipe, Doug." Colonel Domici leaned back in his seat and relit the bowl. "My seat is actually covered with a soft animal hide and we still have a chaplain in the brigade. What makes you think a tradition as old as walking the plank would get lost?"
"Hope, I guess." Doug said. "I know folks think the chaplain corps is antiquated and too soft. Maybe we are." He shrugged. "But sometimes it's the voice in the wilderness that calls clearest."
"Not sure of the reference, Doug."
"Bible, sir. Often the prophets were out of the societal mainstream."
"Do you think it applies here?" The smoke started to roll as the vegetable matter caught fire. "Really? All the evidence we can find points to her and those separatists. We have medium range video of her talking to Gunny before they take him down. The in-vehicle recorder captured her voice as well. Don't get me wrong; our Intel boys went over everything with a nanoscope. All they knew was that we thought one of ours was being framed; they were all young. No one knew who the target was."
Doug closed his eyes for a silent moment. "Thank you sir. I appreciate that. Not sure why the locals are so problematic right now."
"Gunny was a courier, Doug." Embers grew bright and then dimmed. "Not a deliveryman as everyone thought. Gunney had gotten a job delivering sensitive government documents, court evidence, things like that."
"Did they go for money? Gunney never seemed to have a lot."
"Not directly. At least that's our guess." Embers glowed for a moment. "The locals aren't saying what was taken but it's certainly got them spooked. It was a robbery, plain and simple. Except..."
Doug looked at his commander. "Yes?"
Embers glowed, and then ebbed. Glowed again and then lay still. "Except she called him by name, Doug." His fist crashed against his desk. "She called him by name, got his attention, and then watched him die at the hands of her friends."
