Page 68 of Casualties of War
Calli’s last glimpse of Serrano was of him lurching from his desk, to wrap his hands around the throat of a soldier waiting against the wall and shake him.
The interview had not gone the way he wanted, so he was taking it out on a soldier.
“He’s mad,” Calli whispered to Roldán in English, as they moved back through the outer office with its desks and filing cabinets.
“Despotic at the least,” Roldán replied, her voice down. “He didn’t like that we were not in awe of him.” Her gaze slid to Calli and away. “Now Iknowwe backed the right side.”
“Shut up!” a guard growled in Spanish and shoved them forward.
What would happen to themnow? Serrano had his proof of life. He could have them executed andstillput the screws on Mexico and the Loyalists. Calli suspected he would do the deed himself and laugh as he went.
She shivered.
