Army
. The others were of various colors, including one that was startlingly purple.
And they had different license plates. Two had large, egg-shaped plates with black numbers and letters on a white background. Both plates had the letter
B
followed by numbers on them. Phil thought the
B
might have something to do with Berlin. One of them, which was dark blue in color, had an American-shaped white license plate with the legend
US GOVT
above its numbers. The remaining four Beetles also had white plates and numbers, but their legend read
US of AMERICA
.
âHere we are,â the driver of the Volkswagen said, as he pulled to a stop beside its cousins.
The driver, a large young man in civilian attireâa corduroy jacket and khaki pantsâwas not very loquacious.
When Phil had been claiming his luggage at the airfield, which was called Tempelhof, the driver had walked up to him and inquired, âWilliams, P.?â
When Phil had replied in the affirmative, the driver had picked up one of Philâs suitcases, announced, âIâve got the EXPLETIVE DELETED!! driver duty,â and motioned for Phil to follow him.
The driver assisted Phil with his luggage, carrying his suitcases into the foyer of the building. Once there, he pointed to a door, put the suitcase on the floor, and walked back outside.
Phil went to the door and knocked.
âCome.â
Phil went inside.
A heavyset man in his early thirties in a gray flannel suit rose to his feet from behind a desk.
âWilliams, P.?â the man inquired.
âYes, sir.â
The man examined him carefully.
âYou have made a good first impression, Williams. The last three replacements Holabird sent us were sartorial disasters. One of them was actually wearing cowboy boots and blue jeans, and another a baseball cap with the brim turned sideways.â
âYes, sir. Thank you, sir.â
âIâm the first sergeant, Williams. As Iâm sure you know, first sergeants are not addressed as âsir.â I am also a CIC special agent. You may therefore call me, at your option, either âSpecial Agent Dumbrowskiâ or âMr. Dumbrowski.ââ
âYes, Mr. Dumbrowski.â
âI am now going to send you in to meet Supervisory Special Agent OâReilly, who commands the Thirty-third CIC Detachment. He likes to become personally acquainted with all newcomers.
âBut before I actually do that, CIC Administrator Williams, there are certain things I wish to bring to your attention. First, Supervisory Special Agent William OâReilly is a lieutenant colonel of Infantry, pay grade O-5. He is also a graduate of the United States Military Academy at West Point. With me so far?â
âYes, Mr. Dumbrowski.â
âNow, I am sure in your previous uniformed service you were trained in, and, it is to be hoped, became proficient in practicing the protocol one follows when first meeting oneâs new commanding officer, to wit: The newcomer marches into the commanderâs office, stops four feetâno more, no lessâfrom the commanding officerâsdesk, where he comes to attention, salutes, and says, âSir, STATE NAME AND RANK reporting to the commanding officer for duty, sir.â You are familiar with this protocol?â
âYes, Mr. Dumbrowski.â
âGood. Now we are not required here in the Thirty-third to follow this protocol, because we are in civilian attire, and one does not salute when so attired. Nor are we required to use the term âsirâ when addressing another member of the CIC family, even if we are aware that the individual is a commissioned officer.
âHaving said that, CIC Administrator Williams, I suggest that when Supervisory Special Agent OâReilly gives you permission to enter his office, you march into his office, stop four feetâno more, no lessâfrom his desk, come to attention, and without saluting, repeat, without saluting, say,
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