HONOR & BETRAYAL Pt 39
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Honor & Betrayal Part
39
Rating: R (strong) V,
D
**THE FOLLOWING PART IS RATED "R" as it
contains disturbing images & the allusion to male
rape.
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INT
BRIG'S SHOWER ROOM
2242 HOURS
Dim lights casting deep shadows against the shower head lined tiled
wall, Commander Rabb stands under the soothing spray of water
running over his body. The last of the shampoo running off his hair,
it slips down his neck and becomes diluted with the water pouring down on him
from the shower head above.
Very much alone, Harm lingers underneath the soothing spray as its
pulsating droplets of water relieves the tired, and tense muscles of his
shoulders and upper back.
In the deep shadows between the lockers that face the
showers, the shadowed silhouettes of two men are seen making their
way through the locker area and towards their unsuspecting victim.
The hissing of the shower's spray masking all other sounds, the two men
are able to walk up on Rabb and flank him as he faces the shower
wall.
Masked with black hosiery over their heads and face, they remain
unidentifiable as they stand under the dim lights overhanging the shower
area. They are wearing inmate coveralls.
As the two men stand silently observing Harm, he finishes
rinsing off the soap from his body and turns off the shower
head. Harm's vision somewhat impaired by some water in his
eyes, he reaches blindly for the towel hanging on a nearby hook just to the left
of the shower head. Placing the towel over his head and drying
off his face and hair, Harm turns away from the wall of the shower to face
the two men that are flanking him on either side. Noting their
masked faces and agitated demeanors, Harm quickly realizes the seriousness of
his predicament. With a facade of calmness masking the fear welling
up within him, Harm defensively slips the towel off his shoulders and wraps it
around his waist.
RABB
(securing the towel at his left
hip)
Well..........what's this?
1ST MAN
(as he slips out a small hand gun from the cuff of
his right sleeve)
You're time of atonement, Commander!
RABB
(somewhat unnerved by the presentation of the
weapon and the man's intimidating glare)
Really!.........And just exactly what sort of transgression am I
supposed to have committed?
1ST MAN
You're a lawyer, in the United States Navy, Commander.
The very nature of your profession gives you the power to destroy military
careers and subsequently ruin the lives of decent, and honorable
people.
RABB
(sarcastically)
Just like you, right?
1ST MAN
Yeah!........Just like me!
RABB
You give me too much credit.
1ST MAN
Not credit, Commander, .......blame! I meant to accuse
not compliment.
RABB
Then I have nothing to atone for because any blame for the
ruination of ones career lies squarely on the shoulders of the individual whose
actions initially bring him to the seat of justice in the first
place.
1ST MAN
Maybe so!.....But in the end, it's the lawyering skills of
the attorney that enable him to manipulate and twist the testimony of the
witnesses into whatever they want the jury to
hear.
RABB
Ultimately benefiting the client that's being
represented.
2ND MAN
Or crucifying him if he happens to be on the opposite side!
RABB
Unfortunately, it's how the system works.
2ND MAN
It's all just a game to you, isn't it!
RABB
No, not at all!......I'm simply upholding the oath I took to
protect and defend my clients to the best of my ability. And for that, I
have nothing to apologize for.
1ST MAN
Well, I think you'll feel differently about that when we're
finished here.
This first man hands off the weapon to his partner then reaches
into his front lapel pocket and produces a switch blade along with a pair of
handcuffs.
RABB
(nervously sucking in a deep
breath)
Ahh....look, whatever it is that you're planning here, you're sure
as hell not going to get away with it!
1ST MAN
(sarcastically as he approaches
Rabb)
Oh, we fully intend to get away with it,
Commander!.....I mean, do you see any witnesses?
RABB
(feeling a sense of panic welling up in him as
both men draw nearer)
I have no doubt of who put you up to this in spite of your
attempt to make it look as though it's your own personal vendetta.
1ST MAN
(flicking open the switch blade and running his
finger along the side of it's sharp edge)
Whatever!.....But......all you've really got are your
suspicions!......Not much to go on now is it!.....As for Tate, well, don't worry
about him coming to your rescue. He's a bit indisposed of at the
moment. So you see, except for your word, you have
nothing! (indicating with the open switchblade the video camera
mounted on the ceiling across the room) Oh and just so you know,
that video camera over there.. .........it's been out of
commission....oh, .... for about a month now!.........You know how those damn
budget cuts always seem to reek havoc on maintenance and repair.
RABB
(his fear slowly becoming more evident in his
demeanor and manner of speech)
Look, what do you have to gain from all this
anyway?..... Some sort of monetary reward?
1st MAN
(laughing as he gazes to his partner)
Don't flatter yourself, Rabb! ..... We're here to do a job and
that's all!....(his eyes meeting Rabb's) ........But then no one said we
couldn't make it entertaining.
With the switch blade and cuffs in hand, the first man
approaches Rabb. The second man follows his lead but maintains a
distance of several feet as he keeps the hand gun trained on
Rabb. As the first man draws closer to Rabb,
a tremendous sense of panic begins to envelop him as he observes the knife and
then the disfigured face of the man behind the black hosiery.
1st MAN
(standing just a few steps from Rabb)
Ok....nice and easy like,..... I want you to face the wall and put
your hands behind your head.
RABB
I'd think about this if I were you!......I mean
someone....
2ND MAN
(brandishing his weapon as he moves closer to Rabb)
He said turn around, damn it!
With great agitation and reluctance, Rabb turns slowly toward the
wall and places his hands behind his head. The two men draw closer
to Rabb. Taking the handcuffs into his right hand, the first man
quickly clasps one of the cuffs onto Rabb's right wrist, then draws
his arm down behind him. He then pulls Harm's left arm
down behind him and cuffs his left wrist. His arms now fully restrained by
the cuffs, Rabb's expression reveals a deep sense of fear knowing he
stands totally vulnerable to the potentially cruel inclinations of the two
perpetrators.
Stepping slightly away from Rabb, the first man takes hold of
the towel around Rabb's hips and violently yanks it off his body. He then
takes hold of Rabb's arm and forces him to turn around and face him.
For a long moment, the man remains silent as his eyes intimidatingly drift over
Rabb's body. Walking to Rabb's right side, he leans into Harm
and presses the switchblade uncomfortably into Rabb's side.
1ST MAN
(almost at a whisper, his mouth to Rabb's
ear)
Ever ......do it .....with a guy,
Commander?
His respiration deepening with his anxiety, Rabb only returns an
arrogant glare into the man's disfigured face. Agitated, the
man presses the tip of his blade into Harm's side allowing it to cut into his
flesh. As Harm attempts to move away from the cutting
edge of the blade the 2nd man forces him back against it.
1ST MAN
(taking pleasure in observing Harm's discomfort,
as he continues to edge the blade slowly across Harm's side)
When I ask a question, I expect an answer,
Commander!
2ND MAN
(laughing cynically as he places his weapon
against Harm's forehead)
You better answer him, Rabb, or things could get real ugly!
The blade cutting a deep wound across his side, the resulting pain
becomes intolerable.
RABB
(contemptuously, as the discomfort forces his
answer)
No!
With Harm's answer, the man slowly lightens up on the pressure he's
exerting on the blade as he continues to move the blade across Harm's
side.
1ST MAN
Good! (removing the switchblade from Harm's side and
places it back against his chin) Then it'll be a new experience for
you then!
Laughing cynically into Harm's face, the man slowly backs away and
observes the contemptuous glare in his victim's eyes.
A scuffling of footsteps from across the locker room draws the
man's attention away from Harm. Both perpetrators gazing in the
direction of the sounds, the 2nd man quickly moves across the floor his gun
aimed and ready to fire in their defense. At length, two men emerge
from the shadows. One of the men is Malory, the other
the man is dressed in an SP uniform. Before coming into the light, he
quickly conceals his identify by placing black hosiery over his head and and
then pulls out his weapon from his hip holster. As Malory
observes Harm's predicament and the men with weapons trained on him, he glances
over his shoulder to the SP who had escorted him from his cell. Observing
the mask and gun, fear and confusion immediately grip Malory as the SP throws
Malory up against the lockers. Twisting his arms behind his back, he
secures Malory's wrists with a set of handcuffs.
SP
(putting the gun to the back of Malory's neck and whispering into
his ear)
Divulge my identify to Rabb, and you'll both be dead
men!.....Understood?
Malory nods affirmatively as the SP yanks him away from the
lockers and pushes him forward toward the others.
1ST MAN
(addressing the SP)
About time you get him here!
Observing Harm standing bound and unclad, Lieutenant Malory is
consumed by fear and confusion.
MALORY
(his eyes meeting Harm's)
Damn it, what the hell is going on here?
2ND MAN
(with malice in his tone of voice)
A hard lesson in life, Lieutenant!
Fearing the kind of violence that is about to befall both Malory
and himself, Harm attempts to reason with the perpetrators.
RABB
And so will the consequences be if you insist on going through with
this!
Responding to Rabb's words the first man walks toward Harm
repeatedly tightening his hands into fists and then flexing them open.
1ST MAN
Well, why don't you just let us worry about that, hun,
Commander! (continuing to flex his hands into fists, he pauses for a
long moment observing Rabb's demeanor) Now if it were up to me, I'd get my
piece of you right here and right now!.....But, ....unfortunately it's
not!.....You see, it's Malory that's going to get the brunt of all this!.....As
for you, well.......you get to watch! Now, are you getting the full
picture here yet or what?
RABB
(agitated)
Yah!......I get the picture!
1ST MAN
Good!...... (stepping back from Rabb) Now, step forward
out of the shower!
With great reluctance, Rabb complies. Once outside the shower
the second man comes forward.
2ND MAN
(his eyes meeting Harm's)
Get down on your knees, Commander! (smiles) It's
a good place to be for one who's seeking atonement.
Rabb remains unresponsive as he gazes with animosity at the man
holding the weapon on him.
2ND MAN
(shouting irritably)
What? Are you deaf? I said get
down on your knees........NOW!
Rabb reluctantly complies. Once his knees meet the hard
cold tiles of the locker room floor, the 2nd man moves out of Rabb's line of
sight. His eyes meeting Malory's, Harm observes the profound terror
evident in Malory's expression. His
inability to render Malory any assistance, Rabb's own fear slowly turns to
frustration and then anger.
As two of the perpetrators turn their attention on Malory, the SP
makes his way down toward the end of the long row of lockers to the door.
Once there, he secures the dead bolt lock and returns to the far end of the
lockers where he posts himself as sentry only a few feet from the
doorway.
1ST MAN
(walking to Malory)
Lieutenant, I don't think I have any need to explain to
you why you're in this predicament, now do I.
MALORY
(with great anxiety in his voice)
I don't know what you're talking
about!
1st MAN
(pressing his
switchblade against Malory's face)
Sure you do!
MALORY
(swallowing nervously)
Look, if Peterson put you up to this, you can tell
him..........
Fearing that Malory's about to give up information regarding his
testimony against Peterson, Harm quickly interrupts.
RABB
(admonishing, as he tries to dissuade
Malory)
LIEUTENANT!
As Malory turns to Harm, Harm shakes his head
negatively warning Malory to be silent.
Annoyed by Malory's hesitance and Rabb's interruption, the 1st man
strikes Malory across the face with the back of his hand.
MALORY
(recovering from the blow, his face stinging with
pain)
Oh come on, man! .......Don't do this!
The first man strikes Malory once again....this time backhanding
him across the lower jaw it's force casting Malory backwards into the lockers
behind him. Frightened and in pain, the young Lieutenant regains his
balance wiping the seeping blood from his split lower lip against his shoulder
sleeve.
MALORY
(pleading)
Ok......Ok, damn it!....I don't need this
grief! You can tell Peterson I got the message, alright!
So just back the hell off!
The 1st Man grabs hold of Malory's shirt yanks him a couple of feet
from the lockers and then forcefully throws him back against the lockers once
again. Gripping hold of his clothes, the 1st man tightly pins Malory
against the lockers. Frantically looking over the man's shoulder to
Harm, he cries out for help.
MALORY
(his eyes wide with fear as he's pinned against the
locker)
Help me out here, man!........Tell them I'm not gonna
testify!........God, just tell them anything!
The 1st man drives his fist into Malory's stomach and then releases
him. The wind being temporarily knocked out of him, Malory falls to his
knees, his hand pressing against his stomach as he deals with the
pain.
Annoyed by what he interprets as cowardliness on the Lieutenant's
part, the SP comes forward carrying a role of duct
tape. As he reaches Malory, he rips off a piece of tape and slaps it
across Malory's lips.
SP
(sarcastically, with an exaggerated hoarseness in his
voice)
God, I hate a whiner!
Catching a certain familiarity in the man's tone and words,
Rabb shoots a quick glance at the SP whose face is concealed behind the black
hosiery. Seemingly recognizing him, he quickly turns away not wanting to
reveal his suspicions to any of his perpetrators.
SP
(sharply, as he steps away from Malory)
Now........get on with it!
At the SP's command, both perpetrators move in on Malory each
taking turns repeatedly kicking him over his entire body. With each
blow, Malory groans in torment as he tries desperately to protect himself
by curling himself into a fetal position. As the beating
becomes increasingly more violent, Harm gazes on in horror.
RABB
(angrily protesting)
You're gonna kill him, damn it!
Irritated by Rabb's outburst, the SP rips off a second piece of
duct tape as he approaches Rabb.
SP
(standing over Rabb, a strip of duct tape in
hand)
Why, Commander, I do believe that's the point of all
this!
Shocked by the man's revelation, Harm stares up into the disfigured
face behind the hosiery.
RABB
(earnestly, as Malory continues to cry out in
anguish)
Look, if you let him go now, there won't be any charges brought
against you or your two accomplices........I can guarantee you that!.....But if
you insist on going through with this, I promise you, ...you will all have
hell to pay!
SP
(laughing as he harshly slaps the duct tape across Rabb's
mouth)
Still litigating are you, Rabb! Well, this isn't a court room
and I'm not a juror to be easily swayed by your persuasiveness.
Besides, the Lieutenant's been tried, convicted and sentenced. I'm here to
carry out that
sentence.
The SP continues to stare down upon Rabb in silence for a long
moment as if anticipating some sort of reaction. At length, he turns his
attention back to the situation at hand.
Rabb's inability to assist Malory gnawing at his very being,
Rabb's anger intensifies as the two men pull Malory up onto his knees pushing
and shoving him and then striking the helpless man several times across
his face with clinched fists. The 2nd man then produces a
metal coat hanger from one of the lockers and once manipulating the wire into a
V shape, he begins to thrash his victim with it. Unable to
cope with the horror that's taking place before him, Harm casts his eyes to the
floor in an attempt to visually block it out of his mind. But as the
sounds of Malory's muffled groans and of the thrashing and kicking continue,
Harm is unable to escape the emotionally tormenting scene taking place before
him.
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INT
BULLPEN
2348 HOURS
Mac gathers up some of the paper work she had been working on and
slips it into her briefcase. Unbeknown to her, the Admiral has noticed her
presence from across the bullpen and stands in bewilderment at the long hours
his junior officer often kept in spite her leave status.
As she collects her coat from a nearby chair, AJ makes his way
across the bullpen to her office. Startled by the movement she
observes out of the corner of her eye, Mac gazes up to see the Admiral
standing just outside the door of her office.
MAC
(startled)
Admiral!......
AJ
(noting her alarm)
I'm sorry, Colonel, I didn't mean to startle
you!
MAC
(catching her breathe)
No....it's ok!.......I just didn't realize you were still here,
Sir!....I mean I didn't see your car out front...so....
AJ
(interrupting)
It's at the shop!.....Regular maintenance,....nothing
more! May I ask what you're doing here so late?
MAC
Just keeping up with some of my paper work,
Sir!....You know, .......(smiling)........just regular maintenance....nothing
important!
The Admiral laughs gently along with Mac.
MAC
What about you, Admiral?
AJ
Well,.... with both you and Commander Rabb on
....well.......leave of sorts, I'm afraid that the case load among the
remaining qualified staff has become a bit cumbersome to say the
least. So, in an effort to relieve some of that burden,
I've had to step in and pick up some of the slack.
MAC
(regretfully)
I'm sorry, Sir!......I...
AJ
No need to apologize, Colonel! ....Well, not you
anyway!....Now the Commander,......well, that's another story! (noticing a
concerned look pass over her face) Anyway,.....what I'm really concerned
about is how you're holding up through all
this?
MAC
(with exaggerated confidence)
Fine, Sir!
AJ
Colonel, this is your commanding officer you're talking to
here! So, I'd appreciate an honest answer.
MAC
Honestly, Admiral, I really am doing pretty well, ....all
things considered, Sir!
AJ
(drilling her)
NO.......regrets?!
MAC
Regrets, Sir?.........No, Sir!
AJ
(searching her eyes)
No guilt?
His eyes seemingly piercing through the tough Marine facade,
Mac opens up to him.
MAC
(at length)
I guess there's some, Sir!
AJ
Colonel, you're not continuing to hold yourself responsible for the
Commander's dilemma, now, are you?
MAC
Well, Sir, Harm wouldn't be in the predicament he's in
if .........
AJ
He hadn't of been so damn hot headed as to strike a senior officer
in a court of law! He's admitted as much and has accepted the
consequences! You certainly have nothing to feel guilty
about!
MAC
Yes, Sir!.......And believe me, I've told myself that a thousand
times, but .........
AJ
(sternly)
There's no buts about it, Colonel! However,..... regardless
of what I have to say about it, you're the one that needs to come to terms with
your own feelings. If you choose to continue to wallow in your own
self-pity......which by the way is what you're doing,.... then that's your
prerogative! However, in the process, you're doing yourself a tremendous
disservice and you're negating the very thing that the Commander was
attempting to do for you in that court room in the first place......namely
defending your name's sake.
Mac's mouth drops open as she attempts to digest her Commanding
Officer's admonition.
At that moment the phone on Mac's desk rings startling
them.
MAC
(indicating the phone as it rings a second
time)
I guess I better get that.
The Admiral nods his approval as Mac lifts the phone off the
receiver half way through its third ring. As she places it to her
ear, AJ turns away and walks out of Mac's office.
MAC
(speaking into the phone)
Colonel Mackenzie. (she pauses for a long moment waiting for
a response) Hello!...........Hello!
The Admiral gazes back to Mac, obviously curious as to who was on
the other end of the line. As Mac is about to remove the phone from
her ear, a man's voice finally comes over the receiver.
CALLER
(with exaggerated hoarseness)
Colonel Mackenzie!
MAC
Yes, this is Colonel Mackenzie. Can I help
you?
CALLER
I tried to call you at home, ma'am, but you weren't there so I
called your office instead.......and here you are!
MAC
(her brow narrowing with confusion)
Who is this?
CALLER
(in a calm, but threatening tone)
It's time for you to realize, Colonel, that if you persist in your
attempts to crucify an innocent man, well.......it could possibly put some of
the people you care about at risk.
Shaken by the man's threat, Mac leans against the desk for
support.
MAC
(her eyes meeting AJ's)
What?
Immediately noticing Mac's distress, the Admiral walks
hastily to the nearest desk, carefully lifts the phone off the receiver and
places it to his ear.
CALLER
You wouldn't want that, now, would you, Colonel?!
MAC
(attempting to repress the fear welling up in her)
No, of course not!
CALLER
Good!.....Then you know what to do to prevent that from happening
now, don't you Colonel?
Mac is silent for a long moment as she considers the man's
words.
MAC
You want me to drop the charges against Captain
Peterson.
CALLER
It's not just me personally, Colonel. There
are those who question the veracity of you're word and believe the man to
be innocent.
MAC
(angrily)
Well you're wrong!
CALLER
I'm not here to argue with you, Colonel. Just to admonish
...........and as a demonstration of my resolve, I have your lawyer friend here
with me at this very moment.
MAC
(her eyes frantically searching the
Admiral's)
What are you talking about?
CALLER
And what I want you to do for him right now is to give him a few
words of encouragement. ..... You see, momentarily, he's going to become a
victim of the same sort of depravity that you've accused the good Captain of.
MAC
(her eyes widening with fear)
Oh God!.........
Anger evident in AJ's expression, he continues to listen in on the
conversation.
*~*~*~
INT
BRIG/LOCKER ROOM
2356
Cellphone to his ear, the SP stands over Harm as he is
forced to continue to kneel on the cold , hard surface of the locker room
floor. Obvious signs of abuse evidenced by Harm's badly bruised left
eye and the blood seeping down his chin from a swollen and split lower
lip, Harm's eyes remain transfixed on Malory as his battered body lay in a
pool of blood only a few feet away.
SP
(speaking into the phone)
Say something encouraging to your Commander, Colonel.
(Leaning toward Harm and placing the cellphone to his
ear.) Hey Rabb, say hello to your Colonel friend..... just to sort
of let her know your still alive and well! (he laughs)
Both exhaustion and discomfort obvious in his demeanor, Harm
remains unresponsive to the SP's request as he seemingly tunes out everything
around him. Standing immediately behind Harm, the other two
perpetrators feverishly await further orders from their leader.
Over the receiver, Harm hears Mac's voice.
MAC'S VOICE
Harm!.............. Harm?
If you're there, answer me!
The sound of Mac's voice refocusing his attention, Harm
presses his face into the receiver being held to his ear desperately hoping to
hear her voice a second time.
RABB
Mac!
MAC's VOICE
Harm!........Are you ok?
His eyes closing, Harm remains silent for a long moment absorbing
all he could from the very sound of her voice.
MAC
Harm!.....Say something to me......please!
RABB
(at length)
Mac.........(swallowing nervously) Promise
me ....
His words trail off as the 2nd man comes forward into Harm's sight
and repeatedly slaps the wire coat hanger against his own hand in an attempt to
further intimidate Harm.
MAC'S VOICE
What Harm? ....................Harm, ..... promise you
what?
RABB
Promise me..... that whatever happens here tonight, ...........you
won't give in to them!
The SP quickly removes the phone from Rabb's ear then harshly
strikes Harm across the face with the back of his hand. The blow so
intense, Harm is violently knocked to the floor.
*~*~*~
INT
MAC'S OFFICE
2352
Her expression filled with fear, Mac hears a click and then the
dreaded sound of the dial tone. Her eyes lifting to meet the
Admiral's, she places the phone onto the receiver. His expression
revealing deep concern, Chegwidden immediately redials the phone sitting on the
desk before him in a frantic and desperate attempt to alert the proper
authorities.
*~*~*~*~
INT
BRIG'S LOCKER ROOM
2359
A switchblade pressed upward into his chin, Rabb is forced to
look upward into the face of his perpetrator. Standing just behind
Rabb with the coat hanger wire still in hand, the 2nd man gazes on with
enthusiasm. The SP stands alone away from the group closely observing
Rabb's demeanor as Rabb faces the impending
abuse.
1ST MAN
(forcing Rabb's head up with the blade's sharp tip
his eyes intimidatingly staring down into Rabb's)
Now, Commander, you can make things a whole lot easier on
yourself by cooperating with me here, or you can choose to be stubborn and get
more of the same sort of treatment as your friend Malory over there did!
It's all up to you.
Refusing to be intimidated, Rabb only returns a contemptuous
glare. Smiling, the man removes the switchblade from Rabb's chin,
and begins to open the crotch of his coveralls.
1st MAN
You know how it's done, Commander!
Fully aware of the consequences that would befall him should
he refuse to perform the degrading act being demanded of him, Rabb
conceals his fear behind a mask of contempt as he stares up into the face of the
man standing over him.
RABB
(with contempt)
GO TO HELL!
1ST MAN
(angrily flexing his hands into
fists)
You are an arrogant SOB, aren't yah!
2ND MAN
(laughing slightly as he slaps the coat hanger
against his own hand)
Well, I guess he wants it the hard way,
Sir!
As the second man raises his arm to strike Harm across the back
with the coat hanger, the SP comes forward and intervenes by grabbing hold
of his arm and preventing the blow.
SP
Ok!........That's enough.
1st MAN
(indignantly)
What?....What'd yah mean?
SP
Your jobs finished here!
1ST MAN
The hell it is!
SP
Look, you fool, the phone call's been made....so how long do you
think it's gonna take before all hell breaks loose around here!
1st MAN
(furiously indicating Rabb)
Damn you!.......You promised me a piece of this one!
SP
(pushing him away from Rabb)
Well not this time! Now get the hell
outahere!
Reluctantly, the first man backs off and both he and his
companion hastily leave the room. Turning his attention back to
Rabb he silently observes him for a long moment.
SP
My orders were to test your mettle, Commander! I
think I did that and then some! What'd yah think?
RABB
(angrily)
You sonofabitch!
SP
Now don't go making me wish I should of let him at you, Rabb!
I doubt you'd of liked what he had in store for you.
RABB
(gazing to Malory)
What about the Lieutenant?
At that moment, sirens suddenly pierce the silence of the room
around them.
SP
He was to be terminated.
Without any further hesitation, the SP raises his weapon above
Rabb's head and then sharply strikes him across the forehead rendering Harm
unconscious.
************** TO BE CONTINUED
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