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dispute.” “You’ll sit down, counsel.” He did. The judge’s gaze came back to me. “At Al Hudaydah, were you attached to the evacuation corridor outside the embassy annex?”
The brass compass in my pocket pressed against my thigh when I shifted my weight. “Yes, Your Honor.”
He held my eyes for one long second. Then he nodded once, almost to himself. “That continue reading …
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