Gabby
Word travels fast. I walk out of the Colonel"s tent to wait for the cart, and immediately all eyes are on me, the female Rebel captain who just ordered their Colonel around. These Texan squaddies are a sad excuse for an army. All they do is sit around playing cards and drinking like a bunch of proper tosspots. They"re all drunk by the time the sun goes down, but that doesn"t stop the angry stares directed my way.
To them, my team and I are the Rebels who attacked their cities, which they only heard about after the fact down here on the border. To them, Adrian is Tia Cole"s errand boy, who used to deliver dispatches to the border. They weren"t in favor of the treaty with the Mexicans and they want to fight their war, but I really don"t give a shite.
A young soldier stumbles toward
