On Easter Sunday Afternoon, a Gray Stuffed Rabbit Was Holding Federal Contract Evidence
She just pointed to the gap between the barriers.
Richard eased the truck into it and shut off the engine.
Before he could even open his door, Sarah was at Emily’s side with two corpsmen and a stretcher behind her.
“Colonel,” Sarah said, without looking at him.
Her hand found Emily’s wrist, two fingers on the pulse.
“Can you tell me your name?”
“It’s Emily,” she whispered.
“Good.