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"Where are you going?"
"Just running an errand," Trevor answered.
"Bull shit. I know where you’re going."
"Well then why are you asking stupid questions?"
Jon shot back, "You’re the one acting stupid."
"I’m in charge; I’m allowed to be stupid. A fringe benefit of the job."
Trevor stepped around his tall friend and exited the front door. Snowflakes drifting in frigid morning air greeted him as he crossed the yard to the shuttle idling on the landing pad.
"You are an important symbol, Trev. If something happens to you, it could all fall apart."
"Right. You’d have to find someone else to push those pins around."
"What?"
"Never mind."
Jon implored, "You can’t go running off like this. You need to be in that office."
Trevor stopped and turned to face his friend. Something bubbled in his expression; some contorted combination of anger and fear.
"I never asked to be a symbol. I don’t want to be some god damn statue sitting behind a desk giving orders to people a thousand miles away. I need to be out there . I need to see the smoke from the guns again and the suffering and the courage."
"Why?"
"Because it doesn’t mean anything anymore! It’s just numbers and charts and reports! But when I found out Nina was missing….I mean, I can’t just let her be another number; another name. I have to do this Jon. I’m going to do this."
Trevor walked quickly toward the landing pad as if trying to escape his friend but slowed when he saw two familiar faces waiting for him there: Jerry Shepherd and Reverend Johnny. They carried duffel bags as well.
A drone came from the Eagle airship's idling engines as Trevor met his surprise visitors at the boarding ramp. Shepherd spoke before Trevor could say a word.
"Don’t you go telling me that I can’t go along on this. You damn well know you can’t stop me. So if you’re going to do something stupid like chasing after her then I’m all in."
Trevor knew he could not debate Jerry Shepherd. Certainly not when it came to this. Moreover, Army Group Center had stopped its advance to focus on Hunter-Killer operations, nothing Stonewall could not handle on his own for a while.
He nodded his head and then turned to Reverend Johnny who said, "Praise the Lord, I love an adventure. Besides, it has been suggested to me that you could use another pair of eyes with which to see."
Neither man waited for Stone's answer. Instead, they grabbed their gear and boarded.
Trevor turned to Jon and told him, "You’re not going on this trip."
"I know. Guess it’s your turn to fly off into the unknown."
"I won't be gone long but I may be out of contact for short periods of time. So you’re in charge around her for a bit. I trust you, but Knox is a smart guy. Lean on him if you need to."
"See you when you get back."
Brewer retreated across the lawn toward the mansion. Trevor hoisted his bag and turned toward the open side door but something caught his eye. Standing on the far side of the north perimeter fence watched a white wolf. The white wolf. The Old Man’s familiar.
Trevor locked his eyes on the animal and shot a stern middle finger in its direction.
Yeah, I got a path to walk, but I think I’ll take a little detour.
Trevor boarded the craft and the passenger module door slid shut behind. A moment later, the shuttle gracefully rose vertically from the landing pad. When it cleared the surrounding treetops, the hydrogen engines pushed the craft toward the
"Just running an errand," Trevor answered.
"Bull shit. I know where you’re going."
"Well then why are you asking stupid questions?"
Jon shot back, "You’re the one acting stupid."
"I’m in charge; I’m allowed to be stupid. A fringe benefit of the job."
Trevor stepped around his tall friend and exited the front door. Snowflakes drifting in frigid morning air greeted him as he crossed the yard to the shuttle idling on the landing pad.
"You are an important symbol, Trev. If something happens to you, it could all fall apart."
"Right. You’d have to find someone else to push those pins around."
"What?"
"Never mind."
Jon implored, "You can’t go running off like this. You need to be in that office."
Trevor stopped and turned to face his friend. Something bubbled in his expression; some contorted combination of anger and fear.
"I never asked to be a symbol. I don’t want to be some god damn statue sitting behind a desk giving orders to people a thousand miles away. I need to be out there . I need to see the smoke from the guns again and the suffering and the courage."
"Why?"
"Because it doesn’t mean anything anymore! It’s just numbers and charts and reports! But when I found out Nina was missing….I mean, I can’t just let her be another number; another name. I have to do this Jon. I’m going to do this."
Trevor walked quickly toward the landing pad as if trying to escape his friend but slowed when he saw two familiar faces waiting for him there: Jerry Shepherd and Reverend Johnny. They carried duffel bags as well.
A drone came from the Eagle airship's idling engines as Trevor met his surprise visitors at the boarding ramp. Shepherd spoke before Trevor could say a word.
"Don’t you go telling me that I can’t go along on this. You damn well know you can’t stop me. So if you’re going to do something stupid like chasing after her then I’m all in."
Trevor knew he could not debate Jerry Shepherd. Certainly not when it came to this. Moreover, Army Group Center had stopped its advance to focus on Hunter-Killer operations, nothing Stonewall could not handle on his own for a while.
He nodded his head and then turned to Reverend Johnny who said, "Praise the Lord, I love an adventure. Besides, it has been suggested to me that you could use another pair of eyes with which to see."
Neither man waited for Stone's answer. Instead, they grabbed their gear and boarded.
Trevor turned to Jon and told him, "You’re not going on this trip."
"I know. Guess it’s your turn to fly off into the unknown."
"I won't be gone long but I may be out of contact for short periods of time. So you’re in charge around her for a bit. I trust you, but Knox is a smart guy. Lean on him if you need to."
"See you when you get back."
Brewer retreated across the lawn toward the mansion. Trevor hoisted his bag and turned toward the open side door but something caught his eye. Standing on the far side of the north perimeter fence watched a white wolf. The white wolf. The Old Man’s familiar.
Trevor locked his eyes on the animal and shot a stern middle finger in its direction.
Yeah, I got a path to walk, but I think I’ll take a little detour.
Trevor boarded the craft and the passenger module door slid shut behind. A moment later, the shuttle gracefully rose vertically from the landing pad. When it cleared the surrounding treetops, the hydrogen engines pushed the craft toward the
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