CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
It was three days before Zero was allowed to go home from Belgium. General Sutton granted him and Alan amnesty—and much-needed medical attention—in the wake of the recording’s release, letting them sleep in the military barracks while the whirlwind of what had occurred whipped around the world.
On the third day, Sutton called him out to the field behind the administrative building, and the two of them watched as a black chopper came into view—a Bell AH-1 Cobra if he wasn’t mistaken.
The wind whipped around him, tearing at his clothes as the helicopter descended and landed right on the grass. Zero watched as a shape hopped down from the cabin.
She spotted him, and he saw her, and for a long moment neither side moved.
Then Zero put both hands up slowly, showing they
