’ I backed out from under the covers and slid back in feet first all the while looking at Amy halfway across the room, wrapped in a pretty, pink bat...robe holding a tray with two mugs, a thermos of coffee and a plate of something that looked liked a homemade bundt cake. She regarded me seriously. ‘You aren’t really a morning person are you?’ She had me there. I grinned at her and shook my head too busy getting my first glimpse of Amy in the morning to care how nuts I looked. Oh god, I’d been. On the way I made a short detour through the women's barracks. I didn't really want to talk to anyone, but knew that the only way the women who hadn't been chosen yet as concubines would become members of our community was if they were encouraged to see us in a way that wasn't adversarial.As I walked through our small community, I mulled over what I had learned so far. I asked myself if I wanted to continue to write about my past. I knew I didn't want to do that. Yet as I thought about it I. “I want the names of the women, in particular,” I told our PI.Dennis preliminary witness list had no female names, and I was sure there was a reason for that. I soon found out when my investigator brought back the name of Latisha White, junior account clerk.“Anton was talking smack, you know egging the older guy on. Anton had his latest squeeze there some married slut he was impressing,” Latisha said, “I was only there because my boss was going and he knew that I dated a boxer in college.”She. Each platoon was divided into squads of up to eight cadets. Sixth Year had only two squads. First Year started with five squads—four with eight cadets and one with only six. When we fell into school formation, it was hard to tell that an entire squad was missing.My squad was gone. I was the only one left. I stood stunned as Commandant Mackie announced that the other cadets in my squad were dead. More than one cadet fainted and was carried out of the formation. What happened?"To prevent further.