“Then what could have happened to her?” “A recruit anonymously reported her sneaking out one night to meet someone.” He shrugs. “Most likely, she left of her own accord.” No. Leesa isn’t a deserter. I don’t believe it. But maybe I should pray that I’m wrong. After all, deserting is better than dead. I swipe at the tears in my eyes. “Thanks for telling me what you do know.”
