Huff #6
Public Nudity [3rd Week March]
HOW THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN?
One minute, I’m in the car, reviewing some notes. Next thing I know, my driver is tangled, and I’ve got some Grainne bitch yanking me out of the seat, carrying me off like I’m a fucking monkey, shoving a gun in my face, stealing my briefcase, and yelling at me like some secondary-school bully, to strip.
Yes, I looked like an idiot. That’s not what worries me—I’m worried about how the lapse happened. I’ve fired most of the personal staff, the XO, the local MP Commander. His commander. His commander’s commander. They all lodged labor complaints. I don’t care. Sandeep and Baldy survived the purge. Baldy was lucky, he was on a three-day pass, his counterpart—not so much.
Counter-Intel found two more of the security detail dead and stripped, with their secure communications crypto material missing. The bodies were displayed purposefully; the rebels wanted us to find them. The staff had to scramble to get me new security. This shook everyone up, but was completely overdue. I can’t believe my own complacency.
Every local national is banned from the compound until I say otherwise. I need to talk to the Provost Marshall, and see when she thinks it will be appropriate to ease off.