Holdouts: Part 2 of The Vixen War Bride series by Thomas Doscher

Author:Thomas Doscher [Doscher, Thomas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The specialist who found her after searching six different temporary lodging tents didn’t know why the two-star wanted to see her, just that he wanted to see her.

Now.

It was already past ten at night, and Patricia had to quickly throw her uniform back on, put her hair back into regs and run across Jamieson Airfield to the office of the CJTF-OUR J3, the Operations Branch of the combined joint task force. It took her much longer than she was hoping to find the collection of pre-fabricated, portable offices, making it an even thirty minutes from the time she got the summons to the time she pushed the office door open.

A female staff sergeant looked up from her desk as she entered and, seeing Patricia’s last name on the front of her uniform, gestured to the office door behind her.

“Go right in, Ma’am. He’s expecting you.”

“Thank you,” Patricia said as she quick-stepped through the office door and came to attention. “Sir, Lieutenant Kim reporting.”

Major General Richard Stevenson looked up from his desk and gave her a quick nod in greeting before looking back down at a report, leaving her to stand there. Ever the proper Army officer, Patricia said nothing and remained at attention, but took the time to look around the office.

It was much larger than Dr. Sinclair’s had been. The desk was made of dark polished oak that looked to be more than three hundred pounds. The chair the general sat in was black leather. Standing behind him from left to right was the American flag, the Army flag and his red two-star flag. Pictures and paintings lined the walls and knick-knacks and curios, souvenirs of prior assignments and deployments, sat on polished wooden tables beneath them. All that stuff probably cost a fortune to move to Va’Sh. Rank had its privileges and made the Army go ‘round.

Speaking of the cultural advisor, it was during this cursory examination that Patricia first realized he was there, seated on a black leather couch to her left.

A ball of ice formed in her throat and fell into her stomach. Was that what this was about? Did Sinclair somehow see through her fibs and miraculously guess that something weird was going on in Pelle? What was she supposed to do? She couldn’t lie! Not to a two-star!

“Good news and bad news, Lieutenant,” Stevenson finally addressed her, his eyes not leaving the report on his desk. “Your wait is over. There’s a chopper heading to FOB Leonard tomorrow morning, first thing. You have a seat on it.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she replied quickly.

“Bad news is that it’s going there on business,” he continued. “He pushed the report across the desk to her. Your boy, Gibson, has had a busy first week. First with that John Wayne bullshit into the mountains and now this.”

Patricia picked up the folder with trembling hands as she tried to divine the general’s meaning. Was that chopper on the way to Pelle to pick up Captain Gibson and bring him

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