Reclining in bed, Brittany’s anger slowly receded. Her eyes focused on the street activities visible from her hospital window. Late in the afternoon, a doctor accompanied by one of the nurses entered the room. Not saying a word, the nurse pulled the privacy curtain closed, separating Brittany from Tanya.
“I need to give you a final examination before releasing you.” The doctor stated.
The doctor, a tall, thin man in his late forties with a receding hairline, slipped his long fingers into a latex glove. Without hesitation he pulled Brittany’s gown up to her waist, exposing her vaginal area. His fingers gently parted the folds of her pussy. Brittany turned her head away, her fingers tightly grasping the bedsheet. Examining her carefully, his main concern was the healing of the scar tissue along the inner walls of her pussy.
“Apply a little of the ointment to her vaginal walls.” He said, directing his order to the nurse standing at the foot of the bed.
“You’ll need to abstain from intercourse for at least a week.” The doctor stated, looking over his glasses at Brittany. “Two weeks would be even better. I’m going to give you a tube of the ointment along with some antibiotics. You should see your own doctor when you get back home.”
Brittany nodded her head instead of verbally acknowledging his orders. The nurse, a stocky young woman in her early thirties, soothingly applied the ointment, spreading the cream inside Brittany’s sensitive pussy. After helping Brittany cover herself, she pushed the privacy curtain back against the wall.
Tanya was sitting on the side of her bed, watching a news program broadcast from Miami. Brittany closed her eyes, trying to relax. Hearing her name and the names of her team members mentioned by the news anchors grabbed her attention. Brittany focused on the newscasters, listening to every word they spoke. The report detailed the rescue of Evelyn and Tanya by the team of Federal marshals. Only one person on the team could have revealed such details, Cheryl.
A short video clip showed Jared Brooks boarding a private jet in LA to meet his wife and daughter in Nassau. The next short video clip was an interview with Brad Langley. He was standing behind a podium with numerous microphones mounted on it. Reading a prepared statement, its main focus was on Evelyn and Tanya, wife and daughter of the real estate mogul and political hopeful. Brittany’s team was just casually mentioned. A few questions relative to the rescue were asked after the statement was read. It was just more cover-up by the agency.
“You guys are heroes!” Tanya exclaimed. “You really are!”
Brittany gave Tanya a forced smile, feeling more like a fool who’d been used by the agency than a hero. The anger deep within her was beginning to surface. Thoughts of revenge against those who’d wronged her and her team began running through her mind.
Jared and Evelyn Brooks entered the hospital room. Evelyn was carrying several shopping bags. While Jared hugged his daughter, Evelyn quickly approached Brittany’s bedside, giving Brittany a strong and sincere hug.
“Cheryl and I did a little shopping.” Evelyn said. “I bought you some clothes so you’d have something decent to wear on your trip home.”
Brittany thanked Evelyn for her thoughtfulness. Having clothes to wear home hadn’t been something she’d put much thought into.
“I want you to meet my husband.” Evelyn stated.
“Jared, come over here and meet Brittany.” She added.
Jared Brooks was quite handsome. Standing close to six feet tall, his southern California tan highlighted his pleasant smile. His deep-set, bright green eyes were large and intriguing. His dark brown hair was bleached light by the sun. Dressed in stylish Dockers and a light blue polo shirt, he approached Brittany’s bed.
“Jared, this is the young lady I’ve been telling you about.” Evelyn said with a big smile. “Brittany, this is my husband, Jared.”
Brittany pushed her hand out to shake Jared’s but he didn’t make the gesture back.
“A handshake won’t do it.” He stated. “It just won’t.”
Putting his arms around Brittany, he gave her a lengthy hug. Kissing her lightly on the cheek, Brittany noticed his watery eyes holding back ears of happiness.
“I don’t know how I’ll ever thank you for what you did but I’m going to figure out a way.” Jared stated. “I mean it. I want to do something special for you.”
“Well, it wasn’t just me.” Brittany said, blushing. “There were three other members of the team.”
“Yeah, I know.” Jared responded. “But, Evelyn told me everything that happened. If it weren’t for you, the others wouldn’t have been able to pull off the rescue.”
Brittany didn’t feel much like clarifying anything Evelyn might have told him. Letting him continue with his expressions of gratefulness might get him to shut up quicker. Jared’s voice was like a drone, continuous and boring.
Brad Langley and Cheryl entered the hospital room. Brad waved an envelope he had in his hand.
“Got the doctor to sign off on your release.” He stated. “Damn near had to bribe the bastard to get it.
“Get dressed.” He added. “I’ve got them getting Kent ready to travel. We’ll have to wheelchair is ass outta here.”
Before Brittany could reply, Langley exited the room like a strong gust of wind.
“Hope that wasn’t your travel agent!” Jared Brooks quipped. “Didn’t much care for his bedside manner.”
Cheryl pulled the privacy curtain closed before helping Brittany got dressed. Evelyn had purchased an expensive pair of dress slacks and a tailored blouse for Brittany. The clothes fit her perfectly. Running a brush and comb through her streaked blonde hair made her feel better as well as improve her looks. Not bothering with make-up, Brittany was ready to travel.
Jared and Evelyn were standing in the corridor outside the room. Tanya, already dressed, was standing with them. Jared and Evelyn gave the two women a hug. Tanya held onto Brittany’s arm, grasping it like she wasn’t going to let go. Jared handed Brittany one of his business cards.
“I meant what I said about doing something special for you.” Jared reiterated. “I’ll be in touch with you.”
Brittany thanked him for his comment, brushing off the remark.
The two women stood in the hospital’s lobby, waiting on Langley and Kent. Spotting a male nurse pushing Kent in a wheelchair into the lobby, a smile quickly appeared on her face. He looked much better than the last time she’d seen him, weak from malnutrition and dehydration. Kent was still weak, too weak to stand on his own two feet without assistance.
Exiting the hospital, Langley directed the women towards a white Suburban waiting for them. The ride to the airport was not more than fifteen minutes long if that. The driver weaved the large SUV through traffic like he was running an obstacle course. Kent and Langley sat in the back seat with Cheryl while Brittany sat up front with the driver.
Arriving at the resort city’s airport, the driver guided the Suburban through the security gates. Passing by several private jets, he pulled up to the last one in line. The pilot and copilot were standing with several other pilots just inside one of the hangers. Tossing their soft drink cans into a trash receptacle, they quickly approached the plane.
With Brittany and Cheryl’s assistance, Kent managed to climb the few steps to board the small plane. Brittany and Cheryl sat side by side, directly across from Kent. Langley chose a seat directly behind Kent. The flight back to Dallas would take less than three hours.
“You never did tell me how you knew there were only six gunmen left at the house.” Brittany stated, looking coyly at Cheryl. “Are you going to keep it a secret?”
“No. I don’t mind telling you.” Cheryl responded, looking out the window instead of looking directly at Brittany. “I’m not ashamed of what happened.”
“After that bitch worked you over till you passed out, she forced me to suck off each one of the men.” Cheryl said. “It was her way of rewarding them for our capture. I counted six men so I figured that was all there was.”
“Glad they were all straight.” Brittany quipped, grinning. “If there’d been a gay one, we might have been ambushed by the cocksucker.”
Cheryl chuckled at Brittany’s remark, realizing that there could have been one or more guys that missed getting one of her infamous blowjobs. Thank God, there wasn’t!
“I’m thinking seriously about quitting the agency.” Cheryl murmured. “Being away from my husband and two kids and going through all this has made me think about my life.”
“You’re married!” Brittany exclaimed, keeping her voice low. “I thought the way you and Dave were going at it, you too were getting involved.”
“Nah.” Cheryl casually responded. “Besides, Dave would never ask his wife for a divorce. I’d never ask my husband for one either. I just like to fuck around whenever I get the chance.”
It suddenly and surprisingly dawned on Brittany that she really hadn’t known all that much about her team members. She never thought about either Dave or Cheryl being married.
“What about you and Kent?” Cheryl inquired. “You two hit it off several times. He sure got you off!”
“We’re not involved.” Brittany replied. “He’s got a girlfriend back home I think he’s kinda serious about.”
“Serious but not faithful is more like it!” Cheryl muttered. “They just want to score as often as they can before they finally settle down.”
The rest of the flight was quiet. No one said a word till the plane taxied to a private hanger at DFW International.
“Kent’s girlfriend is meeting him at the hotel.” Brad Langley stated. “She going to take care of him for a few days. Cheryl, I’ve made reservations for you at the same hotel.”
“Britt, I need you to come in tomorrow morning for a debriefing.” Langley continued. “Be in my office at 9:00am.”
Two men assisted Kent into an unmarked car, obviously one of the agency’s. Cheryl hugged Brittany before getting in the back seat of the black sedan. As the car pulled out of the hanger it quickly picked up speed, becoming a dark blur in the distance.
“I’ll give you a ride out to your car.” Langley offered.
