Chapter 16: Tarton Woods, Section F
Late October, early morning
What happened between us? Exactly what I thought was going to happen: s**t hit the fan.
My semi-naked ass was yanked out of bed and I was blindfolded. Plastic straps were attached to my wrists behind my back and pulled tight. And then Marcos—because I knew that it could have been no one else—instructed in a commanding tone, “You’re coming with me, soldier.”
I was escorted out of the barracks, tossed into a Jeep, and was driven to…
Where? I really had no clue. All I comprehended was that the ride was bumpy, we didn’t stop, and Marcos laughed behind the steering wheel to my left. His breath was warm against my bare skin as he said, “Nice present you left me in my office. I didn’t believe it at first when I received your ema
