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was to adapt and overcome. She needed a plan of action. If she couldn’t roam the compound searching for their target, whoever was corresponding with known terrorist cells, she’d find another way. Even if she had to listen to every bit of gossip about the residents and employees at the compound. Even if she had to let that vile man put his hands on her, she would for the mission.
    The guard left her at the end of the private hallway, once again outside the door to the room that she hated to call the harem. The camera aimed at the door told her there was no way she could go wandering around even if she were alone. Shaking, Sam knocked on the door, and it was once again opened.
    “What did he say?” Ana was there immediately, demanding a report.
    “I should eat more.”
    One sharp brow cocked up. “Just as I said.” Ana’s lips formed a thin, hard line. “First the American guest turns away my best girl in favor of a slip of a boy who now talks of nothing but the computer games he played with him. And now, they send me a girl built like a boy.”
    “Wait. An American? Is here?”
    “Yes. He arrived yesterday. He sent Jasmine away, so I gave him Rashid.”
    “Maybe I should be sent to the American man tonight.” Her pulse pounded.
    Sam needed to discover the identity of this American man and his purpose for being here. No matter what. Besides, she should be safe enough going to investigate if he liked boys. She could get a look at him, try to gather some intel and get out of there. No problem.
    Ana narrowed her gaze. “What good would that do? I told you, he rejected Jasmine.”
    “Yes, but as you’ve said, my body is closer to that of a boy than Jasmine’s.” Finally, Sam’s inadequately thin, flat-chested body was good for something in this harem.
    Ana smiled. “Good. Bring him his dinner and remain as long as he wishes.” She opened the door and a guard appeared. “Take her to the kitchen and then to the American in the Palm Suite.”

Chapter Five
    Matt’s second day on loan at least felt more productive than the first had. He was able to troubleshoot the guidance system and figure out why it still wasn’t operating correctly even after the reinstall.
    Once he’d figured out there was something in the program that wasn’t compatible with another system they were using, he could work to correct the issue. In Matt’s defense, he had developed this technology for US government use, not to be able to work with this other system the foreign military employed. But this technology was his baby, so Matt worked his ass off to fix it and save face—his own, as well as his government’s.
    It was evening by the time he crawled back to his room. After the long, taxing day, he hoped he wouldn’t have more gifts from his absent host to contend with. He’d be very happy with nothing more than a hot shower and bed. Maybe dinner too, if it happened to show up at his door and didn’t come with a sex slave attached.
    The shower would come first. The muscles in his back and neck ached, and the short time he’d been out in the heat had drenched his shirt in sweat. Matt stripped down as the water ran in the shower stall large enough to bathe an elephant.
    He chose to shower and not take a bath in the separate tub. That would take forever to fill and be a huge waste of water just for him alone. It sat on a raised platform that overlooked the gardens and was so big he could entertain an entire harem in it. That he’d allowed that thought to cross his mind and it appealed to him proved the extent of his exhaustion. Or maybe just how sexually deprived he was.
    Dammit. He’d been jealous of all the guys on his team as they’d hooked up and got girlfriends because they were all getting steady sex. Everyone but him, it seemed. And now, when he’d been handed the opportunity to have not only sex, but crazy harem-girl sex, what did he do? He kicked her out of his room and had gone out of his way to convince his host he