Chapter Five
Morning
Rise and shine, Miss Doyle!
Lesters voice couldnt have been more grating if hed tried to make it so. He was naturally annoying.
Sausony pulled from the cot and rubbed her eyes. Her body ached. There were no satin sheets in this bed, just two scratchy Army blankets.
Off with the dress and into the shower, her jailer announced.
Oh, I think Ill pass, she said, trying a smile. But maybe you could get me something to eat?
Ack, no passin allowed, the man smirked like this was Christmas and he was about to open his gift. Or maybe you dont remember your conversation with Sheriff Holden. He told me last night that youd be cooperating with us. I think you might want to.
And cooperating means, I have to let you see me shower?
He nodded. Thats exact
