He Made the New Runner Scrub the Drain — Five Days Later the Number in His Own Boot Gave Him Away
"Scrub the drain," Sergeant First Class Corrigan said, and tipped the boot-brush bucket down the front of the new runner's pressed trousers.
Specialist Emmett Voss had been in the armory cage for one morning. Nobody had told the shift what he was. He signed in, stood to the side, and watched Corrigan walk the cage with a clipboard he never let anyone read.
Corrigan made him crouch at the drain with two fingers and a scrub brush. Emmett did it without one word. At the counter Corrigan told the room, "This one's a temp. Nobody sign for him," and tapped his clipboard twice, the way he did when he was pleased.
The first sergeant was called to the counter. She looked at the strip, then at Corrigan — and did not pick up her pen.
Corrigan asked who had signed off on a plain runner being posted to Building 1904 instead of a line unit.
Emmett had not answered yet.
Who posted him here — and what happened to two years of missing serial numbers? Do you think the first sergeant picks up that pen? Comment yes or no, and the next part is in the link below.
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