Six“I may as well come right out and say it,” said Major Porter of the U.S. Army from behind his desk at Fort Bridger, a ramrod-stiff lieutenant standing next to him, staring into the distance, “I don't like you.”
“Feeling's mutual,” said Simms, voice flat. “Just give me the Colonel's notifications, then I'll be on my way.”
“I am still not convinced of your innocence over the murder of one of my men, Simms. But you have convinced everyone else of your innocence, so I am powerless to see justice done . You seem to have some hold over Colonel Johnstone, although what it is I fail to comprehend, and have bent him to your will.”
Letting out a long breath, Simms stared hard into the Major's eyes. “The notifications, Porter, or I'll find them myself.”
Porter, loath to back down too quickly,
