Chapter Seven
Brittany Milani
It was cold in the plane. One of the soldiers gave me an Air Force Flight Jacket and I wore it over my burqa to keep warm. When Rasheed and I stepped off the plane at Langley Air Force Base we were met by the CIA and FBI Directors and my Handler, who congratulated us for accomplishing our mission. As we walked in a procession across the tarmac we were treated like American heroes, saluted by soldiers and applauded by the staff at the base.
We were ushered into a clinic. The doctor asked me to disrobe so he could examine my body and I refused, not wanting him to see the hoops piercing my n*****s. After asking me a few questions, the physician could tell right away I was pregnant. He asked how far along I was and I told him around 10 weeks. He asked me who t
