I felt like it she had been manhandling me for hours, but the clock said it wasn't even 5 PM yet."OK," she said finally. "I want you to stand up and p...etend you're throwing a pass."I complied — anything to keep this witch from getting her pleasure from my pain.I took a couple of steps and planted my foot — with no pain."It was a big muscle knot," she said. "You'll be sore for a couple of days, but you should be able to participate in light practices."I started to head back to the field."Stay. It was done; there was nothing she could do about it now.Alistair shifted slightly, in his sleep, and one of the multiple books stacked around him slipped off the table. Quick, like the rogue she was, she grabbed it before it hit the floor and woke him. She wasn't quite done watching him sleep, and sure didn't want to be caught doing so.Looking down at the book in her hands, she realised it was a notebook, mostly blank. The first several pages were filled with cramped, legible but hurried. Marksmen, so he'd thought. He'd almost crowed in glee, that so many of his enemy had emptied their weapons! He'd given the order to charge and then the Hostigi had hit them with two solid volleys. First rank and second rank. How many times had he practiced that maneuver? Ten thousand times, surely!When they rode into the main camp late the next afternoon, Freidal knew every man in the camp was looking at the officer who led the long string of horses with the bodies of his men draped over their. A few minutes later, a lovely blonde of about 21 years of age emerged from the bedroom. Nathan recognized her in an instant. ‘You’re …’ ‘Yes,’ She nodded. Nathan had seen her face on countless magazine covers and seen her on television. ‘But for tonight, I’d appreciate if you’d call me … let’s say, call me Tammy,’ The famous blonde grinned. She shook Nathan’s hand and thanked him for coming and told him to sit down. She poured two glasses of champagne and handed one to a still-stunned Nathan..