My Fiancé, My Murderer

g arrived, co

pped with barbed wire. A uniformed

huddled together,

swaggering a bit, Brittany looking li

ters and IDs?" Jake ask

ll n

st follow

e're here to meet Colonel Harrison's convoy. Ci

t a clipboard. "Miller group... for Fort Lewis?

ed our documents. The

d then at my acceptance letter, which clearly state

ssion softening slightly. "Ma

ame Br

any Smith! I'm Sergeant Hayes's goddaughter. Commissioner Mille

r, I knew, had been doctored by Commissioner Miller's office t

repeated, lookin

right. My father, the Commissioner, can vouch for her. He's

till looked

st. Would General Davis's inqui

ot. It was

hen a Jeep pulled up, and a st

he holdup

ant Hayes's goddaughter." The private gestured towards Brittany

ened. He looked from me

rranged this?" he aske

less confidently now. "He and Co

"Ms. Hayes, is this woman known to

was

e her right h

n was to let them walk into the t

s man. Commissioner Miller provided a letter confirming Brittany's connection.

ed me for a momen

fle. "My godfather... Sergeant Hayes... he wa

le. He looked at Jake. "The Commissioner v

sir," Jake

ight, Private. Let them through.

ingering look before g

breath, grinning at Brit

t me a trium

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ing line of olive-drab trucks

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