Hennen scowled. “The wife of a traitor—why are you defending her?”
Sarah had been moving past the congressman, checking everyone. She stopped in front of the man, making eye contact. “Mr. Hennen, I was one of those hostages, and several people with us here helped save me that day. I would recommend you keep your mouth shut if you can’t be helpful, or I’ll be forced to gag you.”
“Young woman, I—”
Sarah held a finger to her mouth to silence his protest. “The alternative, Congressman, is a lot more painful, because you’re making yourself part of the problem.” The young doctor and the congressman stared at each other for a few seconds. Nothing more was said.
“Well spoken, young lady,” commented Alexander. “I believe that would make you the general’s granddaughter. Is that right?”
Sarah returned the old man’s smile. “That’s correct, Senator, and thank you.”
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