The Stuff of Nightmares Part 15
He didn't report for duty the next day. There was no way that he could face the ordinary and mundane. He spent the day doing what he should have done years ago.
He found the information easily enough, using his contacts, and then he packed a bag. A small one - he didn't intend to be gone long.
His had been the last flight allowed to land. The storm blew in from the mountains, as he knocked on the small house's door.
He waited for his knock to be answered, half wishing that it wouldn't be, but praying that it would.
He didn't report for duty the next day. There was no way that he could face the ordinary and mundane. He spent the day doing what he should have done years ago.
He found the information easily enough, using his contacts, and then he packed a bag. A small one - he didn't intend to be gone long.
His had been the last flight allowed to land. The storm blew in from the mountains, as he knocked on the small house's door.
He waited for his knock to be answered, half wishing that it wouldn't be, but praying that it would.