Taps to the Soul
While in Iraq, Specialist Elena “Star” Mellor’s caravan is attacked and terrorists capture her. Frightened, she finds comfort in the dark cell from another prisoner named Wesley. Eventually she is rescued, but he is presumed dead. She returns to the US saddened by her loss and unwilling to let her guard down.
Sergeant Wesley Denton can’t stand new girl, Specialist Mellor. He finds her vain and disruptive. He has one mission—to find the woman he lost in Iraq. The last thing he needs is Elena distracting him from his search.
If they don’t destroy each other, could Elena and Wesley find what they’ve wanted all along?
Out the side window, Star watched the dusty landscape fly by.
An Iraqi couple strolled along the road, followed by a donkey carrying wood. The man was draped in an ankle-length white disdasha, typical of Iraqi men. The woman wore a black burqa, though her face showed. Both eyed the trucks, no emotion visible other than curiosity.
After several checkpoints, they pulled into a town. Buildings reduced to shambles surrounded them. Old trucks and cars lined the dirt street and chaos of bartering people clattered on every street corner. The caravan crept through the town. Several eyes watched from burned out windows.
Star realized she wasn’t breathing and exhaled aloud. Jesus. Jesus. She was afraid to close her eyes, but her spirit prayed. Something stirred on a nearby rooftop. She flinched. Her heart stopped. She tried to focus. And exhaled again. Only a broom. Just a broom.
“Are you okay?” Boyd asked.