Josh's eyes widened as they neared the base's front gate. He glared at the "Welcome to the Great Place" sign and visibly shivered. Every time he dreamed about coming back to this place, he thought he would be lauded as a hero. He thought he could settle down and buy a house with Susan. Now, he just wanted to make sure they could live in general.
"They have no reason to let us live, and per the UCMJ, I should be sentenced to death." He glanced over at Susan. "But at least Susan might be okay."
A voice broke him from his thoughts. "Helios Three to 89th Military Police Brigade, over."
Josh looked up. Mia had grabbed the radio as they pulled up to the Rancier gate.
"Go ahead, Helios Three."
"Requesting escort from Rancier Gate to Hood Hill. Two high-value POWs in custody."
The response took what seemed like an eternity to Josh.
"Copy that, Helios Three. Units twelve, fifty-two, and thirty-three en route. Eta three mics."
"Copy. Standing by. Helios Three out."
