He was waiting for me to finish my conversation with Victor.“I will notify ambassador Woodman that your policy is our policy regarding your employee...,” Victor replied then added, “Night BJ.”“Burt and I have translated more intel from Kampala. The group is the KRAA: Kampala Revolutionary Army of Allah.”“The attack is going to be in four weeks on a national holiday during the celebration. From the chatter they are going to use the streets full of people as cover, moving their terrorists into. “This is Walters in F352; I will be out of communication for the next 10 minutes.” He smiled to me as he finished saying this. “10-4 F352” A reply came over the radio. “They think I am going to the rest room or taking a personal break.” He said to me as he opened his door. “Let me walk you to your room.” Again I admired his shape and now had been able to see all of his features. He had a very sharp pointed chin and had a good amount of black “stubble” on the chin and cheeks. He had a. Moving his eyes to the left and then to the right, Scott wasgreeted by the horrible fact that he now had longish grey hair.Trying to think rationally Scott realized the hair must have been a sideeffect of the drug he had been injected with and the length was a fairindication that weeks had passed while he was in his drugged out state.Moment's after rationalizing the hair Scott was confronted by somethingthat he couldn't dismiss as easily and that was the fact that his chestnow sported two very. He shook me by the shoulder a couple of times and then just kinda gave up and started driving -- I guess he was hoping he'd recognize a landmark along the way." How long did this go on?" Not long. I let myself slump over on his shoulder, there, and started kinda snoring." What did he do?" He stopped the car. I guess he realized he wasn't going to find the way back to the house. He made a couple more timid little efforts to shake me awake." But you were passed out cold, right?" Dead to the.