Carver closes his eyes, shivering. Could Austin have survived this? Taken it for hours with no end? Maybe. Maybe not. But he would've been utterly alone and it's doubtful the enemy would've bothered to ransom him. They would've raped him until they got bored and then probably just shot him in the head and buried him in some nowhere place.

"I want to go home, sir," he murmurs, biting at his hands. "It'll be fine once we're home."