Biker's Forbidden Desire
Rookie looked like he wanted to fight.
But he nodded.
"Okay," he said. "Team B."
Sandra checked his bandages.
"You've got maybe four hours before you collapse from blood loss," she said. "After that, you're done."
"Four hours is all I need," Rookie replied.
We spent the next six hours preparing.
Checking weapons.
Running through the plan.
Memorizing the compound layout.
At four PM, Carmen pulled me aside.
"You're really doing this," she said.
"Yeah," I confirmed.