Chapter Nineteen

‘This is a damned nuisance Dwight, we needed them out there on the ground’

The British Officer spoke first,

‘Do we have any other Agents out there Charles?’

The American wanted to know as he poured them both a scotch,

‘Unfortunately no we don’t and if we lose those two then God Help us, they are the very best we have ’

The Brit downed his scotch and held out his glass for another,

‘Shit, this is so fucked up, why didn’t our men find the fucking thing?’

The American lost his temper and slammed his glass down on the desk,

‘’It was after the patrol checked, the bastards knew what they were doing, the couple was targeted which suggests we have a mole in this camp and we need to flush them out ASAP’

The Brit remained totally calm and in control, showing no emotions and Zella was impressed by him he reminded her very much of her Father. The American on the other hand, showed no such restraint, hurling his glass at the wall

‘Fuck’

He yelled and Zella squeaked in fear as the glass shattered j