Wingman by Emmy Curtis

Author:Emmy Curtis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2017-11-07T05:00:00+00:00

Missy and Colonel Janke were staring at each other in her holding cell. She knew she’d made the right call. He was supposed to be her JAG—her advocate—and yet he was threatening her? Why was he looking so panicked? “I want a new JAG,” she repeated.

His fists clenched by his side, and she wondered if she’d gone so far down the insubordination road that she wouldn’t be able to make her way back. But she held her ground, and his gaze.

“Why don’t you just tell me the extent of the conversation Major Daniels shared with you? The one she had with her father. What did she say happened?” The slight manic look in his eyes didn’t invite the sharing of confidences. Who was this man?

This was about Eleanor and her father? About the conversation she’d had about the men in the hangar?

Several things clicked into place inside her brain. But she knew enough not to give anything away.

He picked up her file from the table and left without a word, slamming the door, making her jump.

What the hell was going on here?

Whatever it was had to do with the men she’d seen in their hangar the first evening of Red Flag—when she and Eleanor had been shooting the shit about men and other pilots. It had been only two days ago, but already it felt like another lifetime.

A female sergeant came to escort her back to her room in the stale-smelling barracks. When she opened the door for her, Missy’s mouth dropped open. Instead of the cot bed, there was a proper bed—made with sheets and a blanket and a proper pillow. There was a jug of water and a glass on top of a chest of drawers.

“I got someone to bring some essentials for you. I don’t care what TGO says; there is a minimum level of care we offer to people confined to barracks,” the sergeant said.

“Thank you so much. What’s your name, Sergeant?”

“April Heron, ma’am. Just shout if you need anything.” The woman turned away and closed the door behind her.

Missy looked into the chest of drawers. Someone had brought her PT clothes, an extra uniform, and her underwear. A towel and her washbag were in the second drawer, and in the third was another washbag. She frowned. Had they accidentally packed Eleanor’s bag too?

She pulled it out and opened it. Inside was her Kindle, her phone, and her charger that fit both, two Twinkies, some pretzels, some jerky, and…She closed her eyes. Someone had packed a brand-new vibrator for her. Conrad, of course. At least she hoped so. Not that she wanted to see him, but the thought of someone else putting it there was just plain creepy. Where the hell had he gotten that on lockdown?

She unwrapped a Twinkie and picked up her phone—it was dead. She plugged it in and ate the disgusting, delicious, sweet treat in two mouthfuls. Within seconds her phone started bleeping with notifications. Most were notifications from Facebook friends. One wasn’t.

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