Treason and Triumph，The Girl Who Walked Into West Point
Language: en
"Still acting tough, huh? Once we get to the camp, they have plenty of ways to break you." Jerry wiped my bloody spit off the steering wheel. I kept biting my tongue, using the excruciating pain to fight off the heavy sedation. "It's a six-hour drive to the border. Behave yourself." He grabbed a handful of paper towels and threw them in my face. "Clean yourself up. You need to look decent when I hand you over. Don't ruin the price Vanessa set for you." The ropes were tied so tightly that my fingers had lost all sensation. I couldn't even lift my hand to grab the towels. Before they…