As they neared it she said, “What if I decide to raise the alarm?” “It’s up to you.” “You won’t shoot me?” “It’s up to you,” Puller said again. “And no, I won’t shoot you.” He took a long breath. “In fact, I’ll back you up.” “You will? Why?” He looked over to see her staring at him. “I just will,” said Puller. “Right thing to do. Sometimes the brass forgets about that little detail. Right thing to do,” he said again.
