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“Why?”
“It seemed like a good idea at the time and the MP kinda got in the way.” The cell next to me was empty. They must have kicked Sergeant Stone loose. Would he follow through on his threat?
Captain Harris’s hands balled into fists. “Release her into my custody. I need her for an important job.”
Oh God, they were trying to kill me.
“Find another secretary, she’s not going anywhere,” Lieutenant Moss replied bluntly.
I released a long breath. I got to live a little longer.
A muscle twitched in Captain Harris’s jaw. “I’m taking this up the chain of command.”
The lieutenant shrugged. “You do what you have to do.”
The captain stomped out.
“You don’t look so good,” Lieutenant Moss commented a minute later.
I blinked in surprise. I was exhausted and hungry as hell, but that had become normal for me. “I think I’m a bit dehydrated, sir.”
“I’ll have a medic check you over.”
“Thank you, sir.” Ten minutes later, a cute, red-headed medic showed up.
Under the lieutenant’s watchful eye, the medic examined me. “Her blood pressure is too low, and she’s badly dehydrated. She needs to be admitted to the hospital, sir.”
I did?
“Okay. Let’s go.” With a firm grip on my arm, Lieutenant Moss escorted me down the hallway.
Andrews, the MP I had assaulted, stood by the back door. “All clear, sir.”
I frowned. What the heck was going on?
Throwing a quick look around, the lieutenant practically threw me into the back of an ambulance. “Lay down on the gurney.”
“Okay.” I did as he asked.
The medic shut the back door.
His hand on the butt of his handgun, the lieutenant peered out the back window.
“Are we under attack, sir?”
“We have intel of a possible attack,” Lieutenant Moss said.
The ambulance tore off with sirens blaring.
I wasn’t at death’s door, so what was up with the sirens?
Five minutes later we pulled up at the field hospital.
Lieutenant Moss threw a sheet over me. “Don’t say a word.”
“Yes, sir.” This was getting weirder and weirder.
The medic opened the back doors and pulled the gurney out.