“And you don’t know what’s on it?” “How would I know that, Private? I got no fucking idea.” “But, I mean—just a general idea.” Jollet halted, his face toward the sky. “DEAR LORD. I HAVE NOT BEEN TO SEE THE FUCKING THING YET.” “Well, okay.” “I AM ON MY WAY THERE RIGHT FUCKING NOW.” “Okay. Okay.” “I AM ON MY WAY THERE WITH YOU.”
