He hadn’t been imagining it earlier.“It’s good to see you again, Sergeant Morgan.” Nunez clasped his hand in a firm shake. “Been a long time... Do you remember me?”John shrugged. “I remember your face, but ... can’t recall your name. I’m sorry.”Nunez waved it away. “I was much younger then, and you were already an experienced operator. I’m Colonel Amos Nunez, though I was a brand new Major the last time we saw each other.”“Sunset!” John snapped his fingers. “Your call-sign was Sunset.”Nunez. I preferred not to dwell upon it.Vice Admiral Thrawn paused a moment, then cracked what I guessed passed for a smile. Al- though the corners of his mouth moved up, there was no smile in his eyes."Your conduct of that battle is most commendable," he continued. I was finally beginning to relax. Maybe this guy wasn't so bad after all. For an admiral. "You showed courage, adaptability, initiative and loyalty. We will be in great need of those qualities in the days and weeks ahead if we are to. Penny and Melanie were trapped in themidst of that impromptu ring, cringing closer together for protectionand comfort beneath the hostile eyes of the three lecherous strangers."C'mon, now, relax," Bart Masters advised, his voice still soft andgentle as he stretched out one hand to lightly stroke Melanie Tucker'spale cheek. The girl sought almost unconsciously to back away from himin abject terror, but she succeeded only in bumping directly into thelooming figure of Tom Watson.Watson chuckled. " She sighed. "And after the shotgun..." You catch any trouble from that?" I asked."Surprisingly not. I still got a question today, though. Just 'What happened.' Not like before, when it was 'Who taught you to shoot?' Dan, I still think about that guy ... I shot 'im."I had held Cindy more than once since the incident, once or twice feeling her gently sobbing, a couple of times just 'Hold me, Dan', and I suppose that 'post-traumatic stress' wasn't just something from the combat zone. If that's.