Friendly Fire (The Echo Platoon Series, Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Sleeping in the deep hammock might have been tolerable by herself, but sharing it with Sammy twisted her spine to an uncomfortable degree. There hadn't been enough beds to go around. Jeremiah had given up his claim to one, opting to sleep on the floor directly beneath her. The steel door had been shut and bolted from the outside. The lights had all gone out with a bang. There was nothing left to do but sleep. Or try to. But with the plywood covering the windows, the darkness was simply too complete, too ominous. Feeling trapped, Emma could only be grateful Juliet wasn't with them. Claustrophobia would have sent her into a panic attack. Sammy started to snore in Emma's ear, but the ugly laughter coming from the lower level stung like salt in an open wound. Their captors were obviously celebrating downstairs. She craned her neck to determine if Jeremiah had fallen asleep yet. "Are you awake?" she whispered. The cement floor had to be gouging his shoulder blades. She heard him roll to his knees.
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