Chapter 59

“Why are you frowning? Wasn’t it good?”

Craig nodded, a slow smile warming his eyes before it spread to his whole face. “What do you think, man? Do I look dissatisfied?”

At that instant, before Roy could respond to the questions that had answered his, the telephone jangled. Three o’clock in the morning by the clock on the nightstand. It couldn’t be good news.

“Shit,” Craig said. He picked it up, though. “Rommel.” Listening, he nodded a time or two, and his face went grim again. “I’ll be there. Give me about five minutes to get into uniform. No, Sam isn’t released for duty yet. I’ll be alone.”

“Emergency?” Roy hated to ask, but he had to know.