My Husband Ordered Soldiers to Shave My Head, But My Commander Stopped Him
Previously: When my husband ordered his men to humiliate me by shaving my head at a remote military outpost, he thought he had broken me. He had no idea who was about to arrive.
General Joseph Vance, the commanding officer of the entire southwestern sector, marched into the courtyard. He was flanked by four heavily armed military police officers. His face was a mask of pure, unadulterated fury. Ryan immediately wiped the smug grin from his face and stepped forward, attempting to salute.
The Tables Turn
"General Vance, sir!" Ryan stammered, pointing a finger at Amy. "We caught this civilian spying near the secure comms building. I was just having my men process her and teach her a lesson about trespassing on a military installation."
General Vance didn’t even look at Ryan. He marched straight past him, his eyes locked on Amy’s bound hands and the dark bruise forming on her cheek. The fury radiating from the older man was palpable.
"Cut those ties immediately," General Vance ordered the soldiers.
The soldiers scrambled, quickly slicing through the plastic bonds. Amy rubbed her wrists, staring coldly at her husband. Ryan looked bewildered, his voice rising in panic. "Sir? What are you doing? She’s a criminal!"
"The only criminal here is you, Mr. Miller," General Vance said, his voice dangerously low. "You are speaking to Captain Amy Vance, lead undercover investigator for the Pentagon’s Internal Affairs division. And she also happens to be my daughter."
Ryan’s face drained of all color. He stumbled backward, his mind racing. For six months, he had believed he was married to a naive schoolteacher. He had no idea she had been sent to Fort Mojave to investigate a multi-million-dollar embezzlement ring—a ring that Ryan was running. When he had caught her looking through his files, he thought he could scare her into silence. Now, he realized his entire life was over.
The military police stepped forward to arrest him. Desperate and facing a lifetime in federal prison, Ryan made a fatal mistake. He lunged at one of the distracted guards, snatching a sidearm from his holster. In a flash, he grabbed Amy, pulling her in front of him as a human shield and pressing the cold barrel of the gun against her temple.
"Back off!" Ryan screamed, his eyes wild with terror. "Back off or I swear I’ll pull the trigger!"
”"Back off or I swear I’ll pull the trigger!"