They cannot continue their conversation because, at that moment, the door is opened, and two guards enter, full of bravery and cockiness. They stand inside the door, with their legs apart and rifles under their arms.
“Have you enjoyed the little preview of what is waiting for you dogs?” asks the one with a malicious grin and nods his head toward the gates. “Have you seen how we handle a Legion dog? Look through the window and see how the vultures are working on him.”
Calls sound out through the fort, and the guard stops speaking to listen. The men are also listening, but they are none the wiser. It sounds like orders are being given, and they can hear Brigitte Bonnet’s high and loud voice through the voices. While the guards are listening, the Legion men are stealthily and slowly creepin
