Honor Bound by Hallee Bridgeman

Author:Hallee Bridgeman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense;Women missionaries—­Fiction;Missionaries;Medical—­Fiction;Special forces (Military science)—­Fiction;Rescues—­Fiction;Jungle survival—­Africa—­Fiction;LCGFT: Thrillers (Fiction) | Romance fiction;Christian fiction;FIC042060;FIC042040;FIC027220
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2022-06-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Fifteen

Cynthia secured a computer terminal inside the embassy. She could have done it at the hotel, but she liked being around the people here, so she stayed at the embassy even after checking on her patients. With data and electricity so precious in her village, she just stored emails to answer whenever she returned to civilization. Consequently, she had about five months of catching up to do.

For two hours she looked at pictures, read messages, replied. She smiled, laughed, cried with friends. It felt so good to get back in touch.

Her best friend, Dahlia, had sent a weekly email, telling Cynthia about her life and her toddler, Theo. Cynthia ran her fingers over the picture of his face on the screen, remembering the day she’d delivered him like it was yesterday. He had grown so much since she’d left!

She typed a moderately detailed email and promised to call her friend as soon as she could. As she pressed send, Secret Service Special Agent Zachary Monroe appeared at her elbow. “Doctor Myers?”

She glanced up and frowned. “Yes?”

“The vice president has asked that you join him tonight at a dinner in the home of the president of Katangela.”

A state dinner? She really didn’t enjoy those on a good day. So much pomp and press and everything done for the sake of show. She shook her head. “I’m afraid I don’t have anything appropriate to wear for a state dinner with me.”

He nodded. “Yes, ma’am. I’ve been instructed to escort you to your hotel. You have several articles of clothing from which to choose for tonight waiting on you there.”

Annoyance brought a sarcastic retort to her lips, but she pressed them together. This man had nothing to do with the decision-making process that had brought the two of them together for this conversation. “I guess I don’t have an excuse, then, do I?”

Monroe didn’t respond to her words. He didn’t smile. He simply said, “I have a car out front whenever you’re ready.”

She understood that to mean that he expected she would be ready right now, because the vice president had deemed it so. With a sigh, she logged out of the computer and stood, slinging her backpack over her shoulders.

Monroe handed her down into the car and shut her door but did not join her inside. The car held a standard detail of two agents, neither of whom she recognized. She didn’t feel like making small talk, so she sat in the back of the small sedan and endured the five-minute ride in silence. When they pulled up in front of the hotel’s main entrance, she let herself out of the car before someone could open her door and paused at the window of the driver. He lowered it.

“What time does this event begin?” she asked.

“Eight.”

She looked at her watch. “I have four hours. You don’t need to wait for me. Just please be here at quarter to eight.”

“We’ll wait here, ma’am.”

“That’s certainly your prerogative, but I’m not coming down until 7:45.”

He nodded.

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