And that was it. Each day was filled with hard training, one question answered, meals and hygiene, a few seconds walking by that strange cinderblock building, and each evening, he spent in meditation focused on Jennie. His s****l urges, quite robust in his former life, rarely flared up. Too often, he was too exhausted from the training to bother with fantasies that would never come true. He was a prisoner on this island, and he used the routine as a way to survive.
Day 53
Before Nathan could leave for his morning PT, Victoria opened his door. “Lucky you, you’re coming with me today.”
“But Octavia expects -”
“She expects you to follow orders. Your orders are to come with me. Now.”
Grating at the break in routine, Nathan did as commanded. Victoria led him out of the hotel, past the cind
