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“Herr General I strongly object! We could question these prisoners anywhere else. Why send them from Italy to that incompetent bungler Kink?”

“Hochstetter I have my orders. These officers have key Allied invasion information and Klink has never had an escape.”

A crash came outside the door which opened to a dazed American captain, a picture frame around his neck, guards restraining him from throttling the bald apologizing Ensign trying to brush dust off him with his cap.

Burkhalter observed the odd spectacle, “Besides, being under an incompetent bungler seems the perfect place for this pair.”

Previously A desperate Plea Next: A Stymied Sortie

“You can’t do it” pleaded the Lt. Commander, “My exec deserves at least a chance!”

“As does the Captain!” added the smartly dressed Lieutenant next to him.

The Admiral looked gruffly at the pair.

“This plan has been on the board for over a year, we’re in the final stages of pulling off one of the greatest deceptions in the history of warfare, or did you think it’s was normal to transfer a PT command 10,000 miles in the middle of a war? Binghamton & Parker are naval officers and this is war, they have to take their chances.”

Next: An appropriate Incarceration

“Justin, the cot’s yours” said Pat, “Stay as long as you want.”

“Many thanks friend Stripsey” For I’ve been sorely troubled.”

Pat & the others left. Yolanda trailing the rest caught the The Shining Knight eye as he sat sword in hand. “Tis good to be among friends…” he began then abruptly stopped “The door!” he cried pointing at the wall.

Wildcat gasped. “You see the door?” she exclaimed!

“See it, I’d know it anywhere” said Justin. He rose & boldly strode though.

As it closed behind him she heard a familiar voice “Welcome Sir Knight, you’ve come to confess?”

Previously: Mercy on Request, Next: Eyes but do not see.

“I’ve never saw that anyone like that with the JSA” said Pat.

“When I left the room I was suddenly in bed, could I have dreamed it?” asked Yolanda

“The main thing is you’re OK” said Courtney, “We’ll watch for him.”

“Thanks Court…”, she began then pointed at the wall in disbelief. “The Door!”

“What door?” answered Pat seeing but a wall.

“You don’t see it?”

“There’s nothing there” answered Courtney.

Wildcat nodded but understood. She had not imagined The Stranger or Fr. Anastasius & knew that he was right about God’s mercy & where she could find him again.

Previously: A confusing price, Next Reunited twice.