‘Corporal McDowell isn’t it?’ asked Kellor from behind her.
Standing in the middle of the room, McDowell flinched as Kellor spoke into her ear. She knew he was close, she could feel the warm damp breath on her ear and she turned pathetically away from the voice. Kellor followed the movement of her head and manoeuvred himself around the room to face her directly.
‘I hope you put up a little bit more of an effort to resist me than your b***h of a senior officer. She rolled over as soon as I started to get serious,’ Kellor continued.
McDowell raised her head tentatively, like a rodent sniffing the air for food, and searched the darkness for any scrap of an image to which she could cling. Days spent tied up in the cold moist air had made her clothes damp to the bone. She had been captured t
