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  1. COVER PAGE
  2. TITLE PAGE
  3. EPIGRAPH
  4. PRAISE
  5. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  6. MAP
  7. PROLOGUE
  8. CHAPTER ONE
  9. CHAPTER TWO
  10. CHAPTER THREE
  11. CHAPTER FOUR
  12. CHAPTER FIVE
  13. CHAPTER SIX
  14. CHAPTER SEVEN
  15. CHAPTER EIGHT
  16. CHAPTER NINE
  17. CHAPTER TEN
  18. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  19. CHAPTER TWELVE
  20. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  22. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  23. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  24. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  25. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  26. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  36. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  44. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  45. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  46. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  47. COPYRIGHT PAGE
  48. What’s next onyour reading list?

“This guy was nothing. He was a supply pogue. What the hell did he know about the battlefield?” Condley thought about that for another moment, remembering again the first few seconds of the ambush all those years ago, and suddenly changed his mind. “No, Professor, I can’t go with that. He and Deville were wearing American uniforms and carrying American M-14s. He shot one of my men who thought we’d stumbled into an American unit. Good people are dead because their first instinct was to protect the lives of what they thought were two fellow Americans. I can’t slide on that. No forgiveness.”

Without even deciding, Condley found himself sauntering slowly toward the lab’s doorway. Muir chased him with yet another question.

“What about Deville?”

He stopped walking and turned toward Hanson Muir. “Deville’s in a class by himself. He’s not only a turncoat, he’s a murderer. He killed a man in cold blood and ran from the Army. He killed another man in cold blood and ran from the Viet Cong. There’s no honor there. Pepper was a scumbag but at least what he did was on the battlefield, and at least he stayed with the other side after the war. Can’t you see the difference? Pepper was a treasonous asshole, but Deville is downright evil.”

“Calm down, Brandon.”

“I am calm,” muttered Condley. “But let me make you a promise, Professor. I’m going to find that motherfucker. And if he’s still alive I’m going to kill him.”

“Not a very good career move, I’d say.”

“Well, hey, let’s hear it for my brilliant career. What’ll they do, send me to Viet Nam?”

“Think jail, Brandon. Think jail very hard. Homicide has that effect on certain juries.”

“The possibility of jail is why Deville is never going to see a jury.”

“I was talking about you.”

“If I find him I will do him, Professor. And if I do him, no one will ever know.”

“Unless I tell them?”

“Who said I’m going to tell you?”

Condley headed again for the door, and Muir called again to him. “Where are you going now?”

“To get laid.”

“Where can I reach you?”

Condley opened the door, not even looking back. “Where do I usually get laid?”

“That’s hard to keep track of, actually,” said Hanson Muir with a laugh. “Maybe when we get back to Viet Nam I can check with Colonel Pham.”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN