He was also a man who had received millions of dollars in campaign contributions from Prescott enterprises over the last decade.

“The Senator was very interested to hear about your activities,” Margaret continued.

“I am conducting an investigation into the assault of my daughter,” I said.

“You are using military-grade surveillance equipment on civilian targets without a warrant,” Margaret said. “You are using your rank to intimidate local citizens.”

“That is a lie,” I said.

“It is the narrative that will be presented to the Department of Defense by tomorrow morning,” Margaret said.

The storm outside seemed to intensify, a flash of lightning illuminating the dark woods beyond the window.

“Senator Vaughan has already drafted a request for an official military inquiry,” Margaret said.

Her voice was entirely devoid of emotion, like a judge reading a sentence.

“They will investigate your financial records,” she said. “They will investigate your operational history.”

“I have nothing to hide,” I said.

“Everyone has something to hide, Colonel Hart,” Margaret said. “And if they do not, things can be found.”

I stood tall, keeping my chin up, though my heart was hammering against my ribs.