Knox folded the blue sheet in half and passed it back to General Vance, who laid it squarely on top of the charge sheet.

“Mrs.

Higgins,” General Vance said, looking toward the wall.

“Does that statement accurately describe what you saw and heard at Gate C27?”

“It does, General,” Clara said softly, her hands gripping the strap of her shoulder bag.

“Every word.”

General Vance turned back to Evan, his hands behind his back as he stepped to within arm’s reach of the young man.

“Lance Corporal Carter,” General Vance said. “Why did you pick Lieutenant Colonel Miller to harass?”