Chapter Twenty Four
Chapter Twenty Four
Joel watched Sammy grimace as his arm sling bounced from the Humvee taking a dip at full speed.
“Did that hurt?” Joel asked him.
Sammy manufactured a half-smile. “Not as much as it would without these meds.”
The colonel, sitting in the front passenger seat with his hat in his lap, said to his driver, “Easy on these bumps, please.”
“Sorry, sir.”
“Colonel,” Joel said after noting they were close to home, “what’s going to happen to all your prisoners? None of them appear to be getting their day in court, so to speak, any time soon. If I hadn’t been so fortunate to see you today, I get the feeling we may have been in there a very long time before anyone reviewed our case.”
“So you might have been, McConnell, so you might have been. The country
