“May I speak to Colonel Tower?…Yes, you can tell her it’s Colonel Caldwell…Thank you, I’ll wait.”
Nic sighed. Why did it always have to come to this? Why couldn’t officers just do their jobs? One would think they had plenty of reason to, because their charges’ behavior reflected on them as a superior officer. Superior, my ass. They had failed the Corps and the United States military, and they weren’t going to admit it. Not if they could sweep stuff like this under the rug.
“Hi, Maisy. How are you?…No, I’m not in trouble, but I do have a situation on my hands.” Nic explained what had happened yesterday and in the subsequent meeting with Captain Goodwin, highlighting his response to the whole matter.
“Okay. I’ll see you in a little while.” Nic hung up and then looked at her watch, mumblin
