I knew what my daughter had told me.

That was enough, and it was permanent.

Chapter 15 — The Uniform Could Not Decide for Me

My commanding officer, General Thomas Bradley, called me into his office one afternoon, having heard a distorted version of the event from another guest.

“You do not owe me any personal details, Colonel Caldwell,” he said from behind his desk.

“But I need to know whether your daughter is safe, and whether this will affect your duties.”

“Hannah is completely safe, sir,” I said, standing at attention.