In The Blood Of The Greeks (Intertwined Souls Series Book 1) by Mary D. Brooks

Author:Mary D. Brooks [Brooks, Mary D.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: AUSXIP Publishing
Published: 2015-03-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

"Halt!"

Zoe sighed and turned to see the soldiers approaching. She had been stopped twice today already and it was beginning to get on her nerves. She put the sack she was carrying down on the ground and pulled out her identity card. Without waiting for the soldier to ask her, she handed the card over.

"You are a smart one, aren’t you?" The soldier sneered as he read the papers and then glanced back at Zoe.

"No." Zoe attempted to be humble but she didn’t think she could get away with it. She knew for certain she hadn’t been successful when the soldier backhanded her, knocking her to the ground and spattering her clothes with mud.

The other soldiers, along with the one who had struck her, snickered. "That was for having a smart mouth. Get up!" The soldier ordered. "Where are you going with that?" He asked, pointing to the sack as Zoe struggled to her feet.

Zoe glared at him, wiping the blood from her split lip with the back of her hand.

"What seems to be the problem here, Corporal?"

Zoe glanced behind her, relieved to see Captain Reinhardt had come over to see what the commotion was about.

"Well? I’m waiting, Corporal," Reinhardt said.

"I was checking her papers, sir."

"And giving her a slap in the process." Reinhardt glanced at Zoe, and then back to the corporal. "I’ll take it from here." With that he dismissed them and watched as they walked off. "You seem to attract trouble, Fraulein Lambros," he said with a smirk.

"I don’t mean to," Zoe mumbled.

"Where are you going?"

"I’m going to the cemetery and then taking some vegetables back to Kiria Despina," Zoe said quietly as she felt around her lip with tentative fingers.

Reinhardt looked at Zoe and lifted her chin with his finger, inspecting her bloody lip. She met his steely eyes and then she dropped her gaze as she remembered Father Haralambos’ instructions to appear meek and humble.

Reinhardt laughed. "You are a spirited little one." He chuckled. "I don’t think that look is quite humble enough, though. You need to work on it."

"I will," Zoe muttered as she looked down at her muddied clothes.

Reinhardt turned away from Zoe and looked at the fields where workers were stacking the wheat harvest. "I have a favor to ask you."

Zoe stayed calm even though her heart was racing. She didn’t say anything.

"I want you to make sure that nothing happens to Fraulein Muller."

"I can’t promise that. What if she trips and hits her head or—"

"Or gets hit with a rock to the back of her head?"

"Something like that."

Reinhardt smiled at Zoe and she found it most disconcerting. "Come now, Fraulein, you didn’t think I didn’t know?" He taunted as he continued to smirk. "You are in the Resistance."

"Is there a Greek who isn’t in the Resistance?" Zoe countered.

Reinhardt smiled. "Quite true, quite true." After a moment he said, "Tell whoever you talk to in the Resistance not to harm her. I like you. Don’t make me shoot you."

"That would be bad for me," Zoe commented dryly, as she looked up and ran her hand through her unruly hair.

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