Battle Wounds
Chapter Eight
Dylan had gone outside prepared for the elements at 3 a.m. in the morning. He was expecting to see moose, deer or any other type of animal walking around the grounds. However for this particular time he didn't see a damn thing accept a partial moon out behind the cloud cover.
He needed to take a quick walk around the cabin to burn up some excess energy. He was nervous in a big way, an he would be expecting an attack of sorts from some of his old foes including now Jackson Hunt.
Taking in a deep breath into his lungs. He was able to see his breath in the thirty degree temperatures. And no doubt it's going to storm again with-in the next few days as the forecasters have been predicting.
He needed to try again with his sleep inside. He knows it's going to be hard trying to fall asleep. Walking inside and walking the stairs up to his bedroom. Taking off his weather gear and boots with leaving them in the corner to hang accept the black boots. He slipped into his double bed to fall asleep instantly without waking until the morning.
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Jackson Hunt had fallen asleep in the truck with his friend waking him at a station to have the truck filled up, along with food and coffee.
He asked on whether his friend Jackson would like to come into the diner on the highway. "I would." He said in his gruff response with his voice.
His shoulder wasn't bothering him all this much now. As he gets out of the truck with help from his friend and placing the step for him to get down onto solid ground.
"Thanks Bro. I don't know about you. But I need to eat with having to be starving for some reason. How far are we from Cole Brook,
Maine?" He asked with being anxious at this time of the morning.
"Four hours Jackson, it's going to be rough for now on with the weather has changed to light snow with driving, so we need to take our time in getting to Cole Brook, Maine." He says to Jackson slowly following him to the diner with the parking lot half filled with the weather changed for the worst.
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Richard Castle was happy to be back home after his pilot was able to pick him up in Bridgeport and head back to the heliport. Kate Beckett had seen the way her husband was looking with the long day and late night, early morning.
After Castle briefly explained the situation. Beckett had asked on where does this Dylan have a house to hide from?"
"I will find out when I get up from a few hours of sleep. I will be calling the regional C.I.A. office and try to get the information from them. After I do get it Kate, I plan to put together a team of your detectives to help with trying to stop my father and a friend of his from killing this Dylan. And your not going to stop me with this nonsense needs to be stopped by my father."
