This chapter is short! New update soon, thanks to the best beta reader ever, Shakespeare's Lemonade. Thanks so much, you're awesome.
Chapter 13
Location
"Sir, there's been a massive explosion in the Philippines, close to the eastern coast."
"Bring up a satellite image. Heat signatures?"
"In the area around the explosion there is two significant ones."
"Why those two?"
"They're moving away from the explosion. The rest are coming towards it. And they also are moving slowly, and usually in the dark."
"Try to get an image."
"Trees are in the way, but we're hoping to get the image of them at this clearing up here."
"Watch them. Watch them closely."
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Danny kicked out at the pebbles again. Chin and Kono looked up.
"Rocks bothering you, brah?" Kono asked.
Danny scowled.
"It's bad enough that there is sand everywhere on this God forsaken island, even places I don't want there to be sand—places no one wants there to be sand! And now pebbles?" He turned to the owner of the shrimp stand.
"Kamekona, please tell me, because I want to know, why would you bring in pebbles? You sell your food on flat ground! Grass, pavement. You don't need these rocks!"
"Trying a new sales technique, brah. You make the place look pretty, and people want to come visit. You know how it is."
"No, no I don't know how it is, because I don't care about things looking pretty! I'm a cop! Nothing is pretty in my job, so coming back out into society, everything looks fine! When it's rockless!"
"Is that a word?" Chin asked.
"You really don't like these rocks," Kono grinned.
"No, I don't! Sand was bad enough, and now I have little pebbles falling into my shoes all the time!"
"You don't like the rocks brah?"
"No, I do not like the rocks."
"Why not?" Kamekona looked injured. Kono laughed and turned back to her shrimp.
"It's bad enough," Danny said, his voice quietening down again, hands coming closer to his body. "When there was sand everywhere. In my shoes, in my hair, in my coffee that I would never get from the office. And now there is sand. There's always sand," his voice picked up, hands wheeling in the air. "And now there's always rocks! Rocks , rocks, rocks with a side order of sand!"
"Brah, we only got rocks here. I don't think your coffee has any, especially at da office." Kamekona told him, eyebrow raised at the haole's rant. Danny opened his mouth to reply, when his phone rang.
"Detective Danny Williams," he said, turning his back on his friends. Kono watched as he visibly tensed, and then grasped for the table to support himself. He sank down on the chair, trembling. "You what? When? Can I come? I'll be right there." He didn't hang up, instead he sat staring at his phone, his hand shaking.
"Danny, man, hey Danny, what's happening?" Kono sat next to him and took his phone. The number was blocked. "Danny, who called?"
Danny looked at her. His expression was hopeful, and a smile lit his face, one of the few genuine smiles he gave anymore.
"They found him. Steve's alive. They found him."
TBC