Chapter 186

Four days later, at the 8th Air Force Battalion,

Eileen just wrapped up a grueling training session and was planning to hit the mess hall with her buddies.

Suddenly, one of the crew members stopped her and said, “Ms. Lopez, can you come over here for a sec?*

Eileen walked over, looking puzzled.

Away from the camera, the crew member told her, “There’s a procurement task that’s been assigned to you.”

Eileen froze, ‘Procurement?”

He explained, “It’s military procurement. You’ll accompany the buyer this afternoon and return by tomorrow evening.”

Eileen furrowed her brows, “Isn’t this a job for the Logistics Department? Why do I need to go? Plus, doesn’t procurement mean leaving the camp? We’re not supposed to leave, right?”

The crew member shrugged, “I don’t really know the details. It’s the director’s decision. If you’ve got issues, you should take it up with him.”

Eileen glanced around, asking, “Where’s the director?”

The crew member pointed, “In the lounge, about twenty minutes from here.”

Twenty minutes? Wouldn’t that mess up her dinner time?

Eileen frowned, then finally said, “Whatever, I’ll go with the flow, I’ll follow orders.”

The crew member breathed a sigh of relief.

Eileen didn’t say anything else and headed straight for the mess hall.

After Eileen left, the director came out from a corner, looking helpless.

The crew member looked puzzled, “Mister, if you didn’t want Ms. Lopez to leave, why didn’t you just refuse the higher-ups?”

The director snapped, “If I could have refused, I would have already done so.”

Silent Wing had scored some points!

The higher-ups were bending over backward to meet his requests.

When Silent Wing suggested that Eileen should get a day and a half off, the leaders immediately issued an order to arrange it.

The director had no choice but to console himself. Giving her some time off was a good thing. Seeing less of Eileen for a couple of days would save his hair from falling out.

The news that Eileen was going on a procurement trip with the buyer made the other seven guests green with envy.

They were all undergoing rigorous training daily. The chance to leave the camp for a day felt like Christmas.

That afternoon, Eileen left in the buyer’s car.

But something felt off – there was no camera.

Two hours later, they arrived downtown.

The car pulled up in a secluded alley.

The buyer handed Eileen a bag, “We’ll meet back here at eight tomorrow night. I’ll come pick you up. There’s a mask and some clothes in the bag. You can change in the public restroom over there.”

held the bag, completely baffled,

out, we can’t

left in the dark and hustled out of the

procurement car drive away, leaving her stranded.

Eileen was stunned.

while, then it hit her. Her military uniform was

the restroom entrance. She didn’t recognize anyone around

pulled

curiously looked at the

down, revealing a familiar man’s

It was Egbert.

later, Eileen was in

occasionally sneak glances at Egbert Reed, but whenever she saw him looking, she would quickly look away, pretending she wasn’t

car moved at a steady

Eileen finally asked, “Where are we

in his eyes, “It’s three in the afternoon. Do

was

“How did you know

and

him seriously,

want to eat

say,

“What would you

Fish! And lobster and

with these?

then said, “Alright, we’ll have barbecue now, seafood for

agreed,

later, they arrived at an

at their private room, and Eileen started wolfing down

busy grilling meat for Eileen and refilling

was eating

saw Egbert’s

Egbert was

even changed his profile photo to match hers, saying it

suddenly felt a

some reason, she started

she also started

put down her fork and knife,

tea indeed couldn’t be too

it, he put down

a fruit

platter

ate a piece of watermelon, then

dragonfruit and an orange.

started on the grilled beef

grilled beef and lamb were

remaining chicken wings and

grilled pork ribs, a plate of

pizza, Eileen wiped

she reached for the remaining watermelon.

Egbert was dumbfounded.

tea”, they

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