Chapter 7 - Major Hale Stammers Excuses Before The Commanding General
“General Vance, I request permission to explain my actions in private—” Hale stammered, sweating through his collar.
“There is nothing private about what you did in front of two hundred witnesses, Major,” I interrupted sharply.
“You broadcasted your arrogance across an open microphone system for the entire building to hear and mock.”
“I thought she was a civilian server trying to sneak into the officers’ quarters!” Hale blurted out defensively.
“And if I had been a civilian server, does that justify treating another human being like garbage?” I fired back instantly.
A profound hush fell over the room as the ethical weight of my question settled heavily on everyone present.
Hale shrunk back against the liquor shelving, realizing every excuse he manufactured only dug his grave deeper.
“In the United States military, we protect the vulnerable; we do not prey on them for casual entertainment,” I declared.
“You forgot your oath, Major. You traded your honor for cheap laughs and the pathetic thrill of feeling superior.”
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The major stared down at his shiny black boots, unable to meet the burning intensity of my gaze.
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