BLOOD BY THE HAND OF GUILT

Chapter Eight

12 years earlier

Sefrou, Morrocco

Thanks to rumours it really wasn’t difficult finding where exactly Dante was being held but before she found him, she found the American base. At first they wouldn’t allow them into their camp but after she ahd told them her story, they let her in. They fed them both and gave them a place to sleep. These Americans treated them nicely and promised to get them both to safety.

It was at the base that she understood what was truly going on, and she hated the Sheik even more, both she and Tamara were treated with respect unlike the other soldiers who had abused them both.

They found themselves drawn to a lady soldier, her name was Gale. Gale was fierce and pretty much a tomboy, she was the only female on their team and she was fierce and very funny. Gale thought them a lot about weapons, how to defend themselves, how to disarm a weapon.

At first everyone seemed suspicious of both Dassa and Tamara, they thought they were spies and it took a lot to convince them they were innocent, one of the things that made their story more convincing was the raffia bag. Dassa spoke of Dante and Leia and how they had both helped her. She was determined to find Dante. The American's seemed to know where he was held but said nothing. One evening the soldiers went out armed, they didn't return till after two days and when they did, they came back with three soldiers, among those three was Dante. He had grown so lean and was very weak. He had scars all over his body, evidence of torture. They wouldn’t let them near him and that was understood.

"We're getting out of here in three days and you two are coming with us, you will have a chance to life in America"

"No!, take Tamara with you but I am staying, I need to find my brother"

"I'm not going without you" Tamara said.

"No Tamara, you need to go with them, you are young, they would put you with a family who would love you, you would get to go to school, graduate, get married…..please go with them"

"No!" Tamara said and hugged her so tightly as she cried.

"I'm staying with you Dassa"

"And so am I" It was obviously Dante, his voice gave him out.

Tamara let go of Dassa and she rushed to him and hugged him.

"How many more times will I have to see you like this?"

Dassa said.

"I'm going to help you find your brother…..i know where he is"

"You do?" Dante nodded.

"We are with you then" One of the soldiers said.

"I appreciate it guys but I can't let you risk your lives"

"It's what we do Dan" Gale said.

"Three days?, Hell no….you need to rest"

The captain, a black well built man said.

"We don't have much time, I'm good" Dante assured.

"Four days tops, if we do this right, we could take the Sheik down too"

Gale said.

"I second that" The captain said.

"Fine, four days and we are going gaga over that son of a bitch"

"You got that right" Gale said.

Dassa watched them, these men, strangers, ready to give their lives for her brother, she was moved.