Joey Klugman decided to walk from the commanding general’s headquarters to the 8-8-5-2. The half mile would give him time to think. And there were beginning to be lots of questions. Did General Stockton have more than a turf interest in this case? Did he really pick Manigrove because he was the bottom of the barrel? And, of course, that big, nagging question: What could have torn Manigrove’s insides apart?
“Hi-Di, Hi-Di, Hi-Di-Ho.
Only two more years to go.”
“BREAK IT ON DOWN”
“One, Two, Three, Four,
Joey looked up. The surprise wasn’t the platoon of recruits marching toward him.
It was the voice and then the sight of their sergeant.
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