Peasy was in Project Krypton

“Waitaminute,” said the ex. It ran all the words together into a mishmash of English. “I know you. You’re the mad doctor.”
I shivered. “What do you mean?”
“You’re the one who got me out. They wanted to court-martial me and shit and you gave me a clean bill. Said all those drugs and things were out of me and I was good to go.”
The phrases swam in my head. I knew this should be familiar, but it was from before. The longest conversation I’d had with anyone in a year and I was freezing up.
“This is, whassit, Project Krypton, right? Some Army base?”
I blinked. “Yes. You … you’re that private. Casares. The one from the previous trials.”

Excerpt From Ex-Patriots, pg 418
Peter Clines
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