A White Mercedes Pulled Up to Gate Six on a Tuesday Afternoon Without a Permit
This sergeant refuses a lawful pass for a personal vehicle, and I have been standing in this sun for ten minutes.”
Vance turned her head the way you turn toward a radio playing in somebody else’s yard.
“Mrs.
Harmon.
Stand still and stand silent.”
“I am the wife of the brigade commander.
I don’t answer to a gate sergeant.”
“You answer to me,” Vance said.