“Understood, sir,” Harper commented. “Sir, we must make a contraband run in a day or two. Would your deputies like to go along? We offered Dafyd, but he left it in our hands.”
“Ah, yes, either myself or a couple of deputies will go along,” Balgair stated as he extended his hand to Harper, who took it and gave it a soldier’s shake. “Do you mind if we look around a bit before we leave?”
“No, not at all.” Harper smiled. “We are at your disposal, sir.”
After leaving the Lieutenant’s Office, Balgair and his crew wandered around the gatehouse as they spoke.
“According to Lieutenant Harper, Rydell is in the clear,” Balgair commented as they walked into the records section of the gatehouse.
“I’m sort of glad, sir,” Tackett said in obvious relief. “Rydell is an excellent soldier, sir. He wouldn’t have left if he had known that Willems would leave and abandon his post.”
Balgair hummed as he checked the records on the desk. His eyes widened slightly as he read over the contraband reports. …
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