Chapter 3 - Specialist Vaughn Faces Military Court
Inside the detention holding cells, Specialist Derek Vaughn paced back and forth across the cold concrete floor.
His arrogance had completely evaporated, replaced by a cold knot of dread churning violently in his stomach.
Two military police officers stood silently outside his barred door, their expressions carved from stone.
Vance slammed his fist against the steel bars, demanding to speak with his company commander immediately.
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“You’re wasting your breath, Specialist,” the senior MP stated without turning his head or showing any sympathy.
“Your company commander is currently being investigated by federal military investigators for conspiracy and cover-up.”
