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The Calm Between Storms
…Isabella POV…
Clayton has not once let go of my hand as we make the drive back home. I can see the clear relief on his face as he stares deep into my eyes, yet he has not said a word since we got in the car. He must still be in shock, or he is just too scared to speak, for he knows that he will burst out in tears, and that is one thing he will not do in front of Harrison.
Galland and Clark have taken MacKay up to the barracks; as for Lopez and Lewis, well, they are the poor suckers that are left to get rid of the rest of the members of MacKay's gang. At least they were not a bunch of Marines; I can only imagine what Clayton would have felt if he had to shoot one of his own.
But it still does not make things any better that MacKay had me kidnapped for reasons that he never did tell me, though the sole purpose of taking MacKay to the barracks is, well, like Harrison said, "We are only going to motivate him to speak, and after then we will hand him o
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