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Klink had been a Colonel for twenty years.
It was embarrassing. Nearly everyone else from his class were generals at least! And why shouldn't he be one too? After all, he had a perfect record, didn't he? Not one escape. He should be running all the prison camps.
"You gotta ingratiate yourself to the brass," Hogan said. "Climb the social ladder! Throw a party! Hey, why don't you invite that hoity-toity Baroness who's in town, too? Couldn't hurt!"
"Do you really think she'd come?"
Hogan grinned. "I guarantee it. After all, how could she resist you? The Iron soon-to-be General?"