Edge of Valor (Edge of Collapse, #7)

by Kyla Stone

Four soldiers guarded the entrance, separated into two-man teams. There likely wouldn’t be anyone inside, just the sentries outside along the perimeter. Three males and one female. Two were armed with M60 machine guns and wore body armor with ceramic plates. The soldiers looked grim, bored, and miserable. Their posture lax, shoulders drooping. The lack of electricity was taking its toll. The hunger. Constant discomfort and sleep deprivation. Separation from friends and family. They were soldiers, but they weren’t battle-hardened special operators. Many were probably torn between their duty to country and their responsibilities to loved ones. Each day, they waged an internal battle, a struggle between honor and shame, duty and family. They didn’t know it, but they were following the orders of a sociopath who didn’t care whether they lived or died, or if their loved ones were safe, sheltered, and fed.