Three Decades of Pretending Come to an End in a Military Holding Cell
“Do you understand what that means for your brother?”
“I understand exactly what it means,” I said.
“He chose this.”
“The problem is getting him into a federal interview room,” Hayes said.
“If I show up at that hardware store with a warrant, the county judge will bury us in jurisdictional hearings for six months.
By then your clearance is gone for good.”
“Then how do we get him arrested before the fourteenth?” I asked.
Hayes leaned forward and propped both elbows on the mahogany table.