by Larry Bond
“MacArthur shot him. He got the Chinese bastard. I saw the whole thing. I would have taken a few shots myself, if I’d had a gun.”
Greene had gotten a full description of what had happened from Jablonski; according to his blow-by-blow, the senator had cowered beneath an SUV for most of the encounter, and had to be pried out by the paramedics who responded. But Greene wasn’t about to contradict a senator, as long as his vote could be counted on.
“Where is Josh?” asked Greene. “Is he okay?”
“Mr. President, Dr. MacArthur is by the truck with Ms. Duncan,” said Jess Jordan, one of the NSC staffers traveling with him.
“Thank you. Senator, excuse me a second.”
Greene strode across the garage. He was a little apprehensive. He didn’t want to push Josh too far, and was genuinely concerned about his safety, and Mara’s. But his testimony was critical. Especially now — the delegates would know what had happened, or would hear of it before the end of the day. It would add an exclamation point to his testimony.
Josh and Mara were standing near the back of the armored car. A nurse was cleaning the cuts on her forehead.
“Josh! Mara! You’re all right?” said Greene, walking to them. He hugged Mara, then hugged Josh as well. “You’re all right? Are you all right?”
“I’m okay,” said Josh. “Where’s Mạ?”
“You’re sure you’re all right?”
“Yes, sir. Where’s Mạ?”
Greene looked at Mara. She seemed as calm and collected as ever. He turned back to Josh.
“You know what, Josh? I thought about it. She’s pretty young. For her to go over this. I don’t know.” He shook his head. “Are you really okay?”
“Yes, sir. We — it’s been like this ever since that night.”
“I can imagine.”
He could do more than imagine. He could remember. For just a moment, Greene felt as if he were back in the cell in the Hanoi Hilton. Every day was intense. Every day there was more and more pressure. It went on like that, becoming the norm.
“Josh, if you can’t go on, I understand,” said Greene. “I know it’s — it may be difficult.”
“I can do it,” said the scientist. He glanced at Mara, then turned back to Greene. “I have to do it.”
“Then let’s go tell the world what’s really going on out there,” said Greene, taking hold of his arm and turning toward the elevator.
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