Continued from Part Fourteen On the day the continuance ended, Snyder walked over to Hollerman’s table and handed Hollerman a piece of paper. “A couple more stipulations for you to sign.†Hollerman read them. “This seems basic.†Hollerman pulled a pen out and signed. “Well, it beats having to spend ten days in court to…
Continued from Part Thirteen At the end of Merle’s direct examination of the imperial law expert, Snyder stood at the defense table. “Your honor, I would like to dis-miss my attorney.†Judge Appel leaned forward. “Specialist Snyder, have you ever heard the saying a man who is his own attorney has a fool for a…
Continued from Part Twelve A few minutes later, McGraw opened Snyder’s cell door. “There, now everything’s been set up to look like you never left.†Dread! Set up. Snyder’s eyes widened. Their last mission. “You’re a genius. Its been all set up to make it look like it was just a normal death, but it…
Continued from Part Eleven A hand slapped Snyder across the chops. “Kid, wake up.†Snyder opened his eyes. In the back of a red conversion van, Blackjack McGraw sat over him despite being declared dead a decade ago at least. “Blackjack, what are you doing here? More to the point, what am I doing here? 
Continued from Part Ten Snyder sat in his cell. His beaten back felt raw even with healing balm applied so Hewitt would have a fresh skin to stripe next time. The cell block door slid up and admitted a female guard. I’ve not seen her before. But wait, I have. Mama Borden stopped in front…
Continued from Part Nine Snyder sat on a bench in the back of the prison van with Mama Borden. “Mama, you shouldn’t have come. Dread has no thought that isn’t evil.†“Anny, listen to me. I ain’t just some old lady. I may be pushin’ sixty—†“Mama, you’re sixty-seven.†“I can handle myself. I got…
Continued from Part Eight Merle packed up his papers. Snyder said, “It moves.†“That was embarrassing, Snyder.†“So is hanging. Even I know Hollerman was way out of line. What were you doing?†“What are you talking about? The man’s brilliant. In getting an acquittal, objecting like a bad TV lawyer won’t help.†“So what’s…
Continued from Part Seven The next day, the prosecution rested at three o’clock. Captain Merle stood. “Defense calls Doctor Marie Boulet.” The military psychiatrist took the stand. Merle said, “After examining Specialist Snyder, what is your evaluation of Colonel’s Dread’s order?” Dr. Boulet replied, “I believe the order was psychologically abusive to Specialist Snyder.” “Could…
Continued from Part Six The MP shook his head. “You can speak to him during visiting hours.” “I’m in command of Specialist Snyder’s department. I need to discuss something with him regarding the case.” Merle lifted his index finger. “If it’s about the case, we can go to a conference room.” Kendal shook her head….
Continued from Part Five Snyder walked into the courtroom in his khaki dress uniform and at sat down at the table next to Captain Merle. Merle said, “I requested two enlisted men be on the jury. They might be more sympathetic than the officers.” Snyder stared up at the jury table, spotted Baby Huey’s ugly…