"The long end of my L goes just far enough toward Barracks One so that we won't be shooting each other."
"For a change, I didn't hear your copters come in, Mossback."
Another laugh, touched with pride. "Jim, for once, the Army is ahead of the civilian population. Our new jobs are even quieter than the night mail delivery for the suburbs. I put a squad on the roof of the building."
"You did?"
"No hopes, Jim. Doesn't mean a thing. I've had the report. But listen, I've got a civilian here who may be able to help."
With Mosby's words Bennington had felt his hopes rise, fall, and rise again. "Tell him to start talking."
"Slater, sir."
Bennington choked down his first words.
"I know what you were going to say, sir, and I deserve it, but this time I think I can help."
"How did you find out about this?"