Chapter 28

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌⁠When we reached the parking lot, several more Army thugs were waiting, grown-ups now, khaki shirts and dense mustaches, the regulation G-2 sunglasses even though it was still dark, with 9mm automatics in holsters at their belt. I took one look at them and I think I blacked out. Steve and I were about to "disappear," and possibly Sarah too. Probably in another hour or two. My tattered mind finally