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thought much about the lack of a woman, or other girls, in Abigail’s life, but it did make sense that she would need a maternal figure, or a big sister at least.
“Do you think I should stop by and see her?” John asked reluctantly.
“I know she’d love that,” Larry said. “But maybe if she bonds with Katya, she’ll feel better.”
John was torn. On one hand, he desperately wanted to see Abigail. He missed her more than anyone other than Hope. But at the same time, she had to grow strong and independent of him. Truth was, the agency could decide to kill him any day, and then he’d be gone forever. It would hurt Abigail far less if he was already mostly a memory.
John said, “I don’t know what’s gonna happen with the Agency once I’m done. I mean, they say I’ll be free, but you and I both know we can’t fully trust them. And if they decide to get rid of me, it would hurt Abigail a hell of a lot less if I was already just a memory.”
“You think they’d do that?”
“I don’t know what to think,” John said. Seeing Mathews shoot an innocent woman, a mother, no less, shredded whatever safety he was feeling in his future. “But you guys are set. Right? You’ve still got money and places that they won’t find you?”
“Yeah, yeah, we’re good. Don’t worry about it. Besides, maybe she wouldn’t bond as well with Katya if you came back right now. Maybe this is the best thing for Abi.”
After several silent seconds, John said, “I think so. But you have to let me know if she’s not improving.”
“Will do. And as for the other thing — Shadow. I’ll find him.”
“Thank you.”
“What do you want me to do afterwards? Do I let you know where he is, or set up a meeting?”
“Depends where he’s at,” John shrugged. “If he’s surrounded by Others or Harbingers, it’s probably better that you set something up. If I walk in there, it’s gonna get ugly. Set up a meeting on neutral ground if you can. If he’s isolated somewhere else, don’t make contact. Let me know and I’ll come right away.”
John handed Larry a cell with his number preprogrammed. “Call me, anytime. Day or night.”
“Day?” Larry said, eyebrows furrowed.
“Yeah, they made this special suit for me with a helmet that blocks out the light. It looks stupid, but I can travel in daylight when I need to. I can’t feed or anything with gloves on, so it’s semi-useless, but it does give me more freedom.”
“Cool, is it like a super hero outfit? Like Batman or some cool shit?” Larry asked, giddy like a kid. It looked like he might start clapping.
“No,” John couldn’t help but smile. “Nothing that cool. It looks military, kinda like that Harbinger squad we took out at the hotel, actually.”
Larry wrinkled his nose. “That shit is lame. If I was designing your outfit, I’d make it bad ass, black with flames and shit. Maybe a big fucking Captain America star on the chest. People would know to back the fuck up when you hit a room. Of course, we’d have to come up with a cool name.”
“Like what?” John asked, playing along.
“I don’t know, something cool, though. No pussy shit like Flash or Ant-Man. It should probably at least have one obscenity in it. I dunno — if it were up to me, I’d call you Captain Fuck Yeah!”
“Captain Fuck Yeah?” John asked, laughing.
“Yeah, though it would probably limit your marketing potential with toys and shit. Imagine kids asking their parents for the new Captain Fuck Yeah action figure? Your movie would have to be R. A hard R, not that weak shit in theaters nowadays. We’re definitely looking at a far smaller potential for dollars.”
John laughed as he eyed his empty glass. He was thirsty for more — drink, laughs, and perhaps another ogle at Amanda.
* * * *
CHAPTER 6 — Hannah (Hope)
Hannah Quinn was running late, again. So, of course, traffic and weather were both horrible, conspiring against Hannah and her Honda Element packed
“Do you think I should stop by and see her?” John asked reluctantly.
“I know she’d love that,” Larry said. “But maybe if she bonds with Katya, she’ll feel better.”
John was torn. On one hand, he desperately wanted to see Abigail. He missed her more than anyone other than Hope. But at the same time, she had to grow strong and independent of him. Truth was, the agency could decide to kill him any day, and then he’d be gone forever. It would hurt Abigail far less if he was already mostly a memory.
John said, “I don’t know what’s gonna happen with the Agency once I’m done. I mean, they say I’ll be free, but you and I both know we can’t fully trust them. And if they decide to get rid of me, it would hurt Abigail a hell of a lot less if I was already just a memory.”
“You think they’d do that?”
“I don’t know what to think,” John said. Seeing Mathews shoot an innocent woman, a mother, no less, shredded whatever safety he was feeling in his future. “But you guys are set. Right? You’ve still got money and places that they won’t find you?”
“Yeah, yeah, we’re good. Don’t worry about it. Besides, maybe she wouldn’t bond as well with Katya if you came back right now. Maybe this is the best thing for Abi.”
After several silent seconds, John said, “I think so. But you have to let me know if she’s not improving.”
“Will do. And as for the other thing — Shadow. I’ll find him.”
“Thank you.”
“What do you want me to do afterwards? Do I let you know where he is, or set up a meeting?”
“Depends where he’s at,” John shrugged. “If he’s surrounded by Others or Harbingers, it’s probably better that you set something up. If I walk in there, it’s gonna get ugly. Set up a meeting on neutral ground if you can. If he’s isolated somewhere else, don’t make contact. Let me know and I’ll come right away.”
John handed Larry a cell with his number preprogrammed. “Call me, anytime. Day or night.”
“Day?” Larry said, eyebrows furrowed.
“Yeah, they made this special suit for me with a helmet that blocks out the light. It looks stupid, but I can travel in daylight when I need to. I can’t feed or anything with gloves on, so it’s semi-useless, but it does give me more freedom.”
“Cool, is it like a super hero outfit? Like Batman or some cool shit?” Larry asked, giddy like a kid. It looked like he might start clapping.
“No,” John couldn’t help but smile. “Nothing that cool. It looks military, kinda like that Harbinger squad we took out at the hotel, actually.”
Larry wrinkled his nose. “That shit is lame. If I was designing your outfit, I’d make it bad ass, black with flames and shit. Maybe a big fucking Captain America star on the chest. People would know to back the fuck up when you hit a room. Of course, we’d have to come up with a cool name.”
“Like what?” John asked, playing along.
“I don’t know, something cool, though. No pussy shit like Flash or Ant-Man. It should probably at least have one obscenity in it. I dunno — if it were up to me, I’d call you Captain Fuck Yeah!”
“Captain Fuck Yeah?” John asked, laughing.
“Yeah, though it would probably limit your marketing potential with toys and shit. Imagine kids asking their parents for the new Captain Fuck Yeah action figure? Your movie would have to be R. A hard R, not that weak shit in theaters nowadays. We’re definitely looking at a far smaller potential for dollars.”
John laughed as he eyed his empty glass. He was thirsty for more — drink, laughs, and perhaps another ogle at Amanda.
* * * *
CHAPTER 6 — Hannah (Hope)
Hannah Quinn was running late, again. So, of course, traffic and weather were both horrible, conspiring against Hannah and her Honda Element packed
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