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Show Flying - 136 there is only silence and sadness. By anybody's standards his is the just and the holy cause. He is the champion of righteousness. Tovar stands on pillar-like legs, feet apart, fists waist-high and ready. If he can hit me clean and knock me out we can end this with dignity c\-en in defeat. We can salvage something. If I drop my guard at the very last second and stick my chin forward the whole thing could be over In a flash. Honorably. "Go get him, John Henry," says O'Connell without conviction, "you can do it." John Henry won his fight, but then he was only fighting a machine. That kind of battle you can win. And he died of it anyhow. "Will you repeat that under oath at his court-martial?" was the last thing Captain Black said to Tovar before he walked out the door. Which makes his present change of heart all the more improbable. "There will be no trial," he says, sitting behind his big desk in Battalion Intelligence. And that seems like a vast miscarriage of justice even to John Henry. "I'm not going to press charges," says Black almost grinding his teeth. "But by God you haven't seen the last of me. Fuck up just once more while you're in this battalion and you'll end up in the stockade so fast it'll make your |
