"There"s something on the road ahead, sir." Sergeant Greaves reported. "Shall I go and see what it is?"
"Yes, sergeant."
Greaves trotted ahead and returned at the double. "It"s a head, sir! A human head!"
Jack sighed. With how many more horrors will India torture me?
With how many more horrors will India torture me?Somebody had severed the head at the neck and thrust it onto the end of a stake. They had gouged out the eyes and placed something in the mouth.
"That"s Packer!" Jackson hurried forward, only to stop as he reached the head. "No, it"s not."
"No," Jack said. "It"s not Packer. It"s a European, though."
"It"s Keay, sir, of Number One Company," Greaves said. "How did he get here?"
"He was with Major Snodgrass," Jack struggled to remember. "They were escorting the women to Caw
