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　〃Paul？〃
　〃Yes？〃
　〃That　was　Ms。　Sunhill　on　the　line。〃
　I　thought　it　might　be。　I　said；　〃She　has　no　business　going　over　my　head…〃
　〃I　reprimanded　her；　of　course。〃
　〃Good。　You　see　why　I　don't…〃
　〃I　told　her　you　don't　wish　to　work　with　her；　and　she　claims　that　you　are　discriminating　against　her　because　of　her　sex；　her　age；　and　her　religion。〃
　〃What？　I　don't　even　know　her　religion。〃
　〃It's　on　her　dog　tags。〃
　〃Karl；　are　you　jerking　me　around？〃
　〃This　is　a　serious　charge　against　you。〃
　〃I'm　telling　you；　it's　personal。　We　don't　get　along。〃
　〃You　got　along　very　well　in　Brussels；　from　what　I've　been　told。〃
　Fuck　you；　Karl。　〃Look；　do　you　want　me　to　spell　it　out？〃
　〃No；　I've　already　had　it　spelled　out　for　me　by　someone　in　Brussels　last　year　and　by　Ms。　Sunhill　a　minute　ago。　I　trust　my　officers　to　behave　properly　in　their　personal　lives；　and；　while　I　don't　require　that　you　be　celibate；　I　do　require　that　you　be　discreet；　and　that　you　don't　promise　yourself；　the　Army；　or　your　assignment。〃
　〃I　never　did。〃
　〃Well；　if　Ms。　Sunhill's　fiancé　had　put　a　bullet　through　your　head；　you　would　have　left　me　with　the　mess。〃
　〃That　would　have　been　my　last　thought　as　my　brain　exploded。〃
　〃Good。　So　you　are　a　professional；　and　you　will　establish　a　professional　relationship　with　Ms。　Sunhill。　End　of　discussion。〃
　〃Yes；　sir。〃　I　asked　him；　〃is　she　married？〃
　〃What　difference　does　it　make　to　you？〃
　〃There　are　personal　considerations。〃
　〃Neither　you　nor　she　has　a　personal　life　until　you　conclude　this　case。　Anything　further？〃
　〃Did　you　tell　Ms。　Sunhill　about　your　rather　odd　experiment？〃
　〃That's　your　job。〃　Karl　Gustav　hung　up；　and　I　sat　a　moment；　considering　my　options；　which　boiled　down　to　resigning　or　pushing　on。　Actually；　I　had　my　twenty　years　in；　and　I　could　put　in　my　papers　anytime；　get　out　with　half　pay；　and　get　a　life。
　There　are　different　ways　to　end　an　Army　career。　Most　men　and　women　spend　the　last　year　or　so　in　a　safe　assignment　and　fade　away　into　oblivion。　Some　officers　stay　too　long；　fail　to　make　the　next　grade；　and　are　asked　to　leave　quietly。　A　fortunate　few　go　out　in　a　blaze　of　glory。　And　then　there　are　those　who　go　for　that　last　moment　of　glory　and　crash　in　flames。　Timing　is　everything。
　Career　considerations　aside；　I　knew　that　if　I　pulled　out；　this　case　would　haunt　me　forever。　The　hook　was　in；　and；　in　fact；　I　don't　know　what　I　would　have　said　or　done　if　Karl　had　tried　to　take　me　off　the　case。　But　Karl　was　a　contrary　and　counter…suggestible　son…of…a…bitch；　so　when　I　said　I　didn't　want　the　case；　I　had　the　case；　and　when　I　said　I　didn't　want　Cynthia；　I　had　Cynthia。　Karl　is　not　as　smart　as　he　thinks。
　　
　On　the　desk　in　my　new　office　were　Captain　Ann　Campbell's　personnel　and　medical　files；　and　I　flipped　through　the　former。　These　files　contain　a　soldier's　entire　Army　career；　and　they　can　be　informative　and　interesting。　Chronologically；　Ann　Campbell　entered　West　Point　some　twelve　years　before；　graduated　in　the　top　ten　percent　of　her　class；　was　given　the　traditional　thirty…day　graduation　leave；　and　was　assigned；　at　her　request；　to　the　Military　Intelligence　Officer　Course　at　Fort　Huachuca；　Arizona。　From　there；　she　went　to　graduate　school　at　Georgetown　and　received　her　master's　in　psychology。　Her　next　step　was　to　apply　for　what　we　call　a　functional　area；　which　in　this　case　was　psychological　operations。　She　pleted　the　required　course　at　the　John　F。　Kennedy　Special　Warfare　School　at　Fort　Bragg；　then　joined　the　4th　Psychological　Operations　Group；　also　at　Bragg。　From　there；　she　went　to　Germany；　then　back　to　Bragg。　Then　the　Gulf；　the　Pentagon；　and　finally　Fort　Hadley。
　Her　officer　efficiency　reports；　at　first　glance；　looked　exceptional；　but　I　didn't　expect　otherwise。　I　found　her　Army　test　battery　of　scores　and　noted　that　her　IQ　put　her　into　the　genius　category；　the　top　two　percent　of　the　general　population。　My　professional　experience　has　been　that　an　inordinate　number　of　two…percenters　wind　up　on　my　desk　as　suspects；　usually　in　homicide　cases。　Geniuses　don't　seem　to　have　much　tolerance　for　people　who　annoy　them；　or　hinder　them；　and　they　tend　to　think　they　are　not　subject　to　the　same　rules　of　behavior　as　the　mass　of　humanity。　They　are　often　unhappy　and　impatient　people；　and　they　can　also　be　sociopaths；　and　sometimes　psychopaths　who　see　themselves　as　judge　and　jury　and；　now　and　then；　as　executioner；　which　is　when　they　e　to　my　attention。
　But　here　I　had　not　a　suspect；　but　a　victim　who　was　a　two…percenter；　which　could　be　a　meaningless　fact　in　this　case。　But　my　instinct　was　telling　me　that　Ann　Campbell　was　a　perpetrator　of　something　before　she　became　a　victim　of　that　something。
　I　opened　the　medical　file　and　went　directly　to　the　back；　where　psychological　information；　if　any；　is　usually　placed。　And　here　I　found　the　old　psychological　evaluation　report；　which　is　required　for　entry　into　West　Point。　The　reporting　psychiatrist　wrote：
　　
　This　is　a　highly　motivated；　bright；　and　well…adjusted　person。　Based　on　a　two…hour　interview　and　the　attached　testing　results；　I　found　no　authoritarian　traits　in　her　personality；　no　delusional　disorders；　mood　disorders；　anxiety　disorders；　personality　disorders；　or　sexual　disorders。
　　
　The　report　went　on　to　say　that　there　were　no　apparent　psychological　problems　that　would　prevent　her　from　fulfilling　her　duties　and　obligations　at　the　United　States　Military　Academy。　Ann　Campbell　was　a　normal　eighteen…year…old　American　girl；　whatever　that　meant　in　the　latter　part　of　the　twentieth　century。　All　well　and　good。
　But　there　were　a　few　more　pages　in　the　psychological　section；　a　short　report　dated　in　what　would　have　been　the　fall　semester　of　her　third　year　at　West　Point。　Ann　Campbell　had　been　ordered　to　see　a　staff　psychiatrist；　though　who　had　ordered　this；　and　why；　was　not　stated。　The　psychiatrist；　a　Dr。　Wells；　had　written：
　　
　Cadet　Campbell　has　been　remended　for　therapy　and/or　evaluation。　Cadet　Campbell　claims　〃There　is　nothing　wrong　with　me。〃　She　is　uncooperative；　but　not　to　the　extent　that　I　can　forward　a　delinquency　report　on　her　to　her　manding　officer。　In　four　interviews；　each　lasting　approximately　two　hours；　she　repeatedly　stated　that　she　was　just　fatigued；　stressed　by　the　physical　and　academic　program；　anxious　about　her　performance　and　grades；　and　generally　overworked。　While　this　is　a　mon　plaint　of　first…　and　second…year　cadets；　I　have　rarely　seen　this　degree　of　mental　and　physical　stress　and　fatigue　in　third…year　students。　I　suggested　that　something　else　was　causing　her　stress　and　feelings　of　anxiety；　perhaps　a　love　interest　or　problems　at　home。　She　assured　me　that　everything　was　fine　at　home　and　that　she　had　no　love　interest　here　at　the　academy　or　anywhere。
　I　observed　a　young　woman　who　was　clearly　underweight；　obviously　distracted；　and；　in　general　terms；　troubled　and　depressed。　She　cried　several　times　during　the　interviews；　but　always　got　her　emotions　under　control　and　apologized　for　crying。
　At　times；　she　seemed　on　the　verge　of　revealing　more　than　mon　cadet　plaints；　but　always　drew　back。　She　did　say　once；　however；　〃It　doesn't　matter　if　I　go　to　class　or　not；　it　doesn't　matter　what　I　do　here。　They're　going　to　graduate　me　anyway。〃　I　asked　if　she　thought　that　was　true　because　she　was　General　Campbell's　daughter；　and　she　replied；　〃No；　they're　going　to　graduate　me　because　I　did　them　a　favor。〃
　When　I　asked　what　she　meant　by　that；　and　who　〃they〃　were；　she　replied；　〃The　old　boys。〃　Subsequent　questions　elicited　no　response。
　I　believe　we　were　on　the　threshold　of　a　breakthrough；　but　her　subsequent　appointments；　originally　ordered　by　her　mander；　were　canceled　without　explanation　by　a　higher　authority　whose　name　I　never　learned。
　My　belief　is　that　Cadet　Campbell　is　in　need　of　further　evaluation　and　therapy；　voluntary　or　involuntary。　Lacking　that；　I　remend　a　psychiatric　board　of　inquiry　to　determine　if　Cadet　Campbell　should　be　given　a　psychiatric　separation　from　the　academy。　I　further　remend　a　plete　medical　examination　and　evaluation。
　　
　I　digested　this　brief　report；　wondering；　of　course；　how　a　well…adjusted　eighteen…year…old　had　turned　into　a　depressed　twenty…year…old。　The　rigors　of　West　Point　could　easily　explain　that；　but　obviously　Dr。　Wells　wasn't　buying　it；　and　neithe