The heat, the drive, that gravel lot.

I would like to put it behind us.”

She held out one page.

“Read it.”

The page said the exchange at Gate Six was a misunderstanding about a parking pass, that no physical contact had occurred, and that Sergeant Conroy considered the matter closed.

“There was no misunderstanding, ma’am.

You struck me in front of two of my soldiers.”

“And I’m apologizing for it.” Her voice rose half a step.