Owen left his wife and son in the care of a very capable friend but that didn’t make him feel any better. He almost regretted not bringing her with him that he could be sure by his own eyes that she was okay. Though determined in his task to bring Anita home, Owen had clasped Julianna in his arms and told her the words he had a very hard time admitting to her sometimes. Not because he didn’t mean the words but because he did mean them. And all the vulnerability and weakness and devotion meant by ‘I love you’ he had said to her before he left.
It was meant to be a comfort to her. A promise to return. But it had felt, to him, too much like saying goodbye.
Something felt so wrong.
He reminded himself that he’d have one of the people he trusted most in the world at his side while they carried out this difficult task. Katanya Forsyth. In his long military career, he’d leaned on her more than once and found her sturdy and capable. Someone he could rely on. One he would trust with his life.
But something still felt wrong. Something pulled at his gut. A throbbing in the pit of his stomach reminding him of stormy days when his whole leg ached miserably. Just a constant reminder that something was awry.
Owen drove with a stillness to his body. Two hands on the wheel gripping the leather tightly. He didn’t fidget with the radio or adjust the heat. The armored Escalade had a chill to it from the season but he didn’t seem to feel it. He wouldn’t let himself feel the cold or anything at all.
The only thing he couldn’t stop himself from feeling was that something was wrong. Like a fly that kept coming back no matter how much he waved his hands at it.
Gravel was kicked up and crunched under the tires of the vehicle as he approached the rendezvous site. His headlights illuminated the red taillights of Katanya’s Tahoe. He slowed on the approach spying only her leaning on the vehicle a small billow of smoke snaked from the cigarette in her hand as she waited. Hadn’t she quit some time ago? He couldn’t remember the last time he saw her smoke. He remembered ridiculing her for the habit. A dependency. A sign of weakness. Not that he didn’t have plenty of his own.
Owen slowed and rolled down his window as he approached. He halfway hung out of the vehicle gesturing in frustration at her.
“Where’s the fuckin’ strike team Forsyth?” He demanded as he pulled up.
With haughty motions he threw the vehicle into park and cut off the engine. The headlights remained illuminated keeping her in a spotlight while he collected his gear from the passenger’s seat. He exited his vehicle leaving the keys in the ignition and the door wide open. The warning tone chimed weakly against the silence of the open night air. The city was a glow in the distance. The stars and moon at the higher elevation out near the mountains felt like an overbearing teacher over the shoulder. Weighing down with some unspoken warning.
Owen spread his hands out in annoyance. “Where’s the team?” He demanded again as his hands moved to check the looseness of his sidearm in the holster out of habit. The warning tone continued to pulse rhythmically and insistently. Don’t forget the keys.
“We don’t have time for this bullshit.”
It was meant to be a comfort to her. A promise to return. But it had felt, to him, too much like saying goodbye.
Something felt so wrong.
He reminded himself that he’d have one of the people he trusted most in the world at his side while they carried out this difficult task. Katanya Forsyth. In his long military career, he’d leaned on her more than once and found her sturdy and capable. Someone he could rely on. One he would trust with his life.
But something still felt wrong. Something pulled at his gut. A throbbing in the pit of his stomach reminding him of stormy days when his whole leg ached miserably. Just a constant reminder that something was awry.
Owen drove with a stillness to his body. Two hands on the wheel gripping the leather tightly. He didn’t fidget with the radio or adjust the heat. The armored Escalade had a chill to it from the season but he didn’t seem to feel it. He wouldn’t let himself feel the cold or anything at all.
The only thing he couldn’t stop himself from feeling was that something was wrong. Like a fly that kept coming back no matter how much he waved his hands at it.
Gravel was kicked up and crunched under the tires of the vehicle as he approached the rendezvous site. His headlights illuminated the red taillights of Katanya’s Tahoe. He slowed on the approach spying only her leaning on the vehicle a small billow of smoke snaked from the cigarette in her hand as she waited. Hadn’t she quit some time ago? He couldn’t remember the last time he saw her smoke. He remembered ridiculing her for the habit. A dependency. A sign of weakness. Not that he didn’t have plenty of his own.
Owen slowed and rolled down his window as he approached. He halfway hung out of the vehicle gesturing in frustration at her.
“Where’s the fuckin’ strike team Forsyth?” He demanded as he pulled up.
With haughty motions he threw the vehicle into park and cut off the engine. The headlights remained illuminated keeping her in a spotlight while he collected his gear from the passenger’s seat. He exited his vehicle leaving the keys in the ignition and the door wide open. The warning tone chimed weakly against the silence of the open night air. The city was a glow in the distance. The stars and moon at the higher elevation out near the mountains felt like an overbearing teacher over the shoulder. Weighing down with some unspoken warning.
Owen spread his hands out in annoyance. “Where’s the team?” He demanded again as his hands moved to check the looseness of his sidearm in the holster out of habit. The warning tone continued to pulse rhythmically and insistently. Don’t forget the keys.
“We don’t have time for this bullshit.”
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