“Where’s Vivica?” Teague asked.
“Lying down. I gave her something to help her sleep. She got pretty worked up after she caught sight of her handiwork. Damn cop shouldn’t ever have let her look. I was kinda worried she was gonna have another seizure, but the shot calmed her down pretty quick.”
“She said she was a good shot,” Teague mumbled. “Glock 20 with 10mm shells. Took his fucking head off.”
“Da-yam!” Dooley said. “Sounds like it’s been quite a night.”
He snipped off the last inner stitch and started on the outer layer. His hands were deft and sure as he worked, talking calmly to Teague.
“So, you got wounded in combat?”
“Couple times. After the second time, I was due to get out or re-up. I opted out. I couldn’t watch another friend die ….”
“Dude, I hear you. Me too, man. This job is nothin’…
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Florida Family Series by Dellani Oakes 