Mindy hesitated but agreed.She didn’t care where they spent the night, as long as she was with Dylan.Dylan, disgusted by the lustful gleam in her eyes, closed his door, and they headed towards her dormitory, Mindy still clinging to his arm.Mindy’s room, originally having the same Spartan layout as everyone else’s, now sported luxury in the form of ornaments and trinkets.‘This is my room,’ Mindy proudly presented it to Dylan.He surveyed it. ‘It’s nice.’Mindy pulled out a bottle of wine from the mini-fridge. ‘Let’s have a drink.’‘You know we are not supposed to drink on base,’ he reminded her.‘But who’s going to know? You are not going to tell on me, are you?’ She playfully swatted his arm.‘No, of course not.’‘Besides, doesn’t it feel like something’s missing without a drink?’Slowly, she unbuttoned her coat, revealing her leopard print lingerie.‘Not again,’ Dylan thought.‘Alright,’ he picked up the bottle, pouring wine for both.They clinked glasses, finishing the content i
‘I’d love to marry Mindy soon,’ Dylan said. ‘But there are matters to settle here.’He lowered his voice. ‘Inga is dead, but Elias is still around. General, I’d like to take over his case.’Carl frowned. ‘Why?’He’d already entrusted Mindy to cook up more evidence to build the case against Elias.‘Because I want to be the one to take him down,’ Dylan said earnestly. ‘I’ve despised him for so long. We were enemies all the way back at Valour Ridge, and he always thinks he’s better than me. Now that he’s going down, I’d like the opportunity to knock him down a peg or two. I owe it to the scars he gave me.’Mindy, unaware of their past conflict, listened in surprise at the revelation of Dylan’s deep-seated animosity towards Elias.The mere thought of Dylan being bullied by Elias made her mad. ‘Elias hit you?’‘It was a fight. I lost.’‘But you are so much stronger than him!’Dylan lied, ‘He’s General McCullough’s protégé. Plenty of folks at the academy were willing to help him.’‘Dad, Eli
Grabbing Elias’s collar, Dylan delivered another punch, then hit him a few more times, stopping only when he saw Elias bleed.In a loud voice, he continued, ‘Elias, I hadn’t expected you to end up here. Who’d have thought? The once mighty Elias Westwood, a prisoner.’Elias curled up, coughing in pain, spitting out a mouthful of blood.Eventually, the noise drew attention.A guard approached. ‘Um, General Sheppard, we are not supposed to torture the prisoner.’Dylan glared at him. ‘Did you see me torture him?’‘Um, no, Sir.’Dylan clapped his hands, brushing dust off his shoulder. ‘Lock him up! And forget about treating his injuries. Just let him be.‘Yes, Sir.’ The guard nodded and quickly locked the door, leaving Elias bleeding on the floor.***Back in his dorm, Dylan was going over some files when he heard a knock on his door.Irritated by the interruption, he opened the door to find Mindy standing there.‘Surprise!’ Mindy beamed sweetly.‘Mindy, what are you doing here?’‘Aren’t y
In the morning, Harriet visited Callie.After making sure there was no one else in the ward, Harriet whispered, ‘News from Elias.’Callie’s eyes brightened. ‘You saw him?’‘Not me. Dylan. Then he told me what he and Elias talked about.’Callie gripped Harriet’s hand. ‘What did he say? How is he? Is he okay?’‘He’s holding up. Lost some weight, but still in good spirits.’Callie’s eyes turned red. ‘That’s good.‘Hey, don’t cry.’ Harriet wiped away Callie’s tears with her fingers. ‘Elias wouldn’t want you to worry about him.’‘I can’t help it.’ Callie shook her head.Harriet then passed Elias’s message to her.Callie nodded, hugging her. ‘Thank you, Harriet. Thank you so much.’‘Hey, you don’t have to thank me. Elias is my friend, too. Almost like a brother. I want to get him out of there as much as you do.’‘Please tell Dylan I owe him.’‘I will.’As they talked, Harriet wondered where Dylan was, and what he was doing.He said he had a plan to infiltrate Conway’s office, but how?***A
It was the first time Callie met such an unreasonable patient.‘Alright.’ Callie didn’t bother arguing with her. ‘I’ll prescribe some painkillers for you, but please don’t take more than the recommended dose. If you feel the pain getting worse after taking the meds, please consult a doctor immediately.’Callie was about to write out a prescription when Mindy grabbed her hand. ‘Wait!’‘What is it now?’‘I don’t want painkillers.’Callie was exasperated.Mindy said, ‘I don’t want any of that over-the-counter stuff. The painkiller’s effect is too slow. I want an injection.’‘Miss, I can assure you—’‘And I can do it myself. Just give me some needles.’‘I’m afraid I can’t do that.’ Callie firmly refused. ‘Any intravenous drip requires a doctor’s prescription and must be administered by a registered nurse.’Callie had had enough of this woman.Maybe she was faking a stomachache.‘I’ll prescribe some pills for you.’‘Hey, is there something wrong with your ears? Why can’t you understand me?
Though she enjoyed having fun with different men, Mindy had always been careful, and nothing serious had ever happened.Except for that one time with that guy in the airport bar.A little carelessness led to her being impregnated, and now she had to suffer.Mindy glanced at the paper bag from the infirmary containing painkillers, syringes, needles, and cotton pads.She tossed away the painkillers and picked up the injection kit.She planned to extract the serum loaded with the new virus and inject it into Harriet, as soon as she found a chance to do it.With no antidote, Harriet would age rapidly and die of organ failure within a year.By then, Mindy would be long gone and no one could connect her to Harriet’s death.***‘Achoo!’Harriet sneezed at her desk.Was someone bad-mouthing her? she wondered.Probably Mindy.A soldier knocked on her door and walked in briskly. ‘Lieutenant Colonel Daniels.’‘Yes?’ She turned her gaze from the documents to the soldier.‘We’ve just received a cl
Harriet’s gaze was fixed on the young president.She couldn’t help but sigh with mixed feelings.This man was really amazing.Dwight, who was just about to leave, caught a glimpse of Harriet and couldn’t help but pause his footsteps as he asked, ‘You must be Harriet Daniels, aka Lieutenant Colonel Daniels, am I right? You’re the niece of General McCullough, aren’t you?’Honoured that the president knew her name, Harriet nodded profusely and saluted. ‘Yes, Mr President.’The smile on her face spread even wider.‘General McCullough speaks highly of you,’ Dwight said, before turning his gaze to Dylan. ‘General Sheppard, it’s good to see you again.’Dylan smiled and grabbed Dwight’s hand to shake it, but secretly added some force to his grip. ‘Mr. President.’Dwight could feel the force in his grip.He glanced at Dylan, then glanced over at Harriet who stood beside him, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smirk.Meanwhile, Wendy and Callie stood at the back of the crowd, trying
Dwight emerged from his room, accepting the black coat Carey, his bodyguard, handed him.He draped it over his shoulders and walked out.Dust danced in the air, mixed with the scents of petrol and gunpowder.Dwight nodded at passing soldiers who saluted him.The camp was similar to many others he’d visited, with one crucial difference.In this place lurked a ‘tiger’ with no morals, a man who forgot about citizens’ welfare, colluding with the enemy and secretly trafficking drugs and weapons.Dwight had observed this tiger for a long time.The problem?This tiger was strong, tough to eliminate.So, he instructed Dylan to work undercover with Carl, setting the stage to destroy the tiger completely.‘Mr President, dinner at the canteen now. National affairs after half an hour,’ Carey notified him.‘Alright.’As they walked, they passed the detention centre that held Elias.The setting sun painted the roof a majestic orange-red.Dwight cast a glance, a gloomy light flashing in his eyes bef