Andrew averted his eyes in shame as the officers led Barbara into the room.
Andy? Oh God! Is that you? My poor husband!
It had been over a year since Andrew had been caught while working deep cover to investigate human trafficking and medical experimentation.
In that year, Andrew had been subjected to their experimental treatments, stripped of his manhood and had his will broken before being sent to the Ring’s leader. He has spent the last six months in this bedroom suite, forced to dress like a trophy and be used by Dr. Richards, or shared with his guests.
This morning, gunfire echoed through the compound and he could see agents in agency jackets moving through the gardens. There was no relief in the thought of rescue, he would have to face the world as he now was. His wife must never know what happened. He would have the agency claim he was dead.
That plan fell apart when Barbara walked in. In the stunned silence, Andy felt the baby kick. Dr. Richards’s final experiment had been a success.