Chapter 8 - The Cost

For a long time no one spoke. Then Whitaker turned to Hayes. “Your desk is being cleared this hour. You will be placed under arrest pending a full court-martial. Charges: dereliction of duty, falsification of records, obstruction of justice, and conduct unbecoming an officer.”
Hayes went white. “General — this is my career —”
“You ended hers when you tore that medal off.” Whitaker gestured to the door. “Wait outside.”
When Hayes was gone, the room was quiet again. Whitaker looked at Emily. “I am sorry. Deeply sorry. We should have known. We should have looked.”
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“I tried to tell them, sir.”
“I know.” He touched the scar on her wrist gently. “And this — the only thing you couldn’t hide.”