may come to nothing.” He looked around. “Place is really different now. I

remember when it was full of uniformed people hustling somewhere.” Hull nodded.

“Me too. But we got too many posts and not enough money. So there you go. When

will you know if they found the priest?” “A few hours.” Hull considered this.

“You can’t officially investigate this.” “I get that.” “So what are you really

doing, Puller?” “I’m just looking into my mother’s disappearance. No law against

that.” “If your father is a suspect there is. You’re in uniform.” “But my father

is not officially a suspect.” “Will you give me a call when and if this priest

turns up?” “Be glad to.” “Don’t throw your career away over this, Puller. I

understand a little about what happened with your brother when he was at USDB.

 

Scuttlebutt was you got perilously close to the line there.” “I’m a soldier.

Peril comes with the territory.” “There are different kinds of peril. And the

one coming from your own side is sometimes a lot worse than anything the enemy

can chuck at you.” Hull drove off.

 

Puller watched him go for a bit before turning his attention elsewhere.

 

He hadn’t been completely truthful with Hull. He had another lead to follow up.

 

Part of it was real.

 

The other part was all in his head.

 

Chapter 17