The first person I needed to see was Sgt. Rocco De Luca, the one in charge of the motor pool where Col. Hall was last seen requisitioning a truck. I didn't know what good that was going to do but I didn't know where else to start.
As I walked into the motor pool on the makeshift Army base in Berlin Rocco looked up and saw me, rubbing his eyes and then looking again to see if I was a mirage or not. I could see in his face he still wasn't sure.
"Hello, Rocco. How's tricks?" I asked brazenly...