CHAPTER TWO

Blinking heavy eyes, Garrison turned to his driver. What is it?

"Just making sure you were alright…we'll be at the Safe house in a few minutes…I'll park in back…no since in advertising we're here."

"Good idea." Straightening up in his seat, Garrison peered through the front window and could make out the shape of the house…no other vehicles were visible and no light shown through the windows.

"Doesn't look like they've made it back yet…it's almost ten, we can check the area before going inside."

Chief brought the truck to a stop a few feet from the back door, grabbing his rifle from the seat hooked it over his shoulder as he stepped out.

Garrison also shouldered his weapon as he stepped down from the truck, closing the door he turned to follow his scout and found himself leaning against the truck for support when the ground seemed to fall away as he experienced another dizzy spell. Trying to shake it off he stepped forward and ended up leaning against the hood, closing his eyes against the spinning landscape.

Chief took a moment to scan the immediate area before walking around the rear of the truck, checking the soft dirt for any sign of previous visitors. Making his way to the passenger side he saw the LT resting against the truck.

Stepping in front of the older man, Chief scanned Garrison's face, noticing the tightly closed eyes. Warden, What's wrong?

Opening his eyes slowly, Garrison was relieved to find the landscape was no longer spinning but the headache was more intense and his stomach was feeling a little queasy. "It's possible I might have a concussion." Frowning when the Indian's features blurred for a moment.

How bad? Chief asked, watching as the LT blinked a few times.

"Headache, dizziness, blurred vision, queasy stomach." Tiredly, he continued. "You know…slight." Taking a deep breath, he cautiously took a few steps, moving around the Indian. "We should take that look around before the rest of the guys get back…you go left and I'll take the right."

Warden…

"Chief…I'm alright…let's go.

Fifteen minutes later it was determined that the safe house was indeed safe and as the two men stood in front of the entrance they caught the sound of an approaching vehicle. Exchanging a look, they moved behind a tree that grew at the side of the house facing the lane in, the tree was surrounded by tall bushes and made for good cover.

Casino drove slowly to the back of the house bringing the car to a halt when he caught sight of the truck already parked.

Exchanging glances with Goniff and Actor, the safe cracker peered through the windshield scanning the area for movement. What do you think?

"It could be Chief and the Warden, there are no lights on inside but if they heard us drive in they could be hiding, waiting to see who we are." Actor replied as he looked around as well.

"What if it ain't them, Mate? We're liable to get shot." Goniff commented staring at the Con man.

"Well…we are not going to know until someone shows themselves." Actor replied quietly.

"Babe…if you're asking for a volunteer…I pick Goniff."

"Bloody Hell…why would you do that Casino…thought we was friends."

"We are…but some ones gotta do it." Casino replied with a smile. It shouldn't be too hard, you're quick on your feet, so you'd probably be able to get out of the way if…

"Your kiddin right…them two is good shots…if the Indian don't get me with one of his knives, the Warden will get me with a bullet…I say no thanks…forget it mate."

With a roll of his eyes, Actor turned to examine the area around the house, locating the tree and high bushes at the side facing their current position. Taking a deep breath, he turned toward Casino and Goniff. "I am going to open the door and let who ever may be watching see me…you two provide cover in case it is not our teammates." Once he was sure the two men had weapons at the ready the Con man stepped out of the car keeping his body shielded behind the metal door.

Garrison and Chief watched as the passenger door opened and a tall man stepped out… recognizing Actor, they exchanged grins then stepped out from cover.

With a relieved sigh, Actor watched the two men approach, turning toward Casino and Goniff. "You can relax now...LT it is good to see you both made it." How did the demolition go?

"Successful, that's one compound the Germans won't be able to use…not for a while anyway." Garrison stated as he stepped up to the car, taking a moment to scan the interior. Several boxes were stacked on the back seat while a suitcase rest on the floorboard, nodding at the two men still seated inside, the LT turned back to face Actor. How did it go on your end?

"As you can see, my mission to find reliable transportation was successful and the uniforms you requested are in the suitcase." Actor replied as he reached inside the car and removed the case.

Casino and Goniff stepped out of the vehicle, reaching in the back they picked up a few of the boxes.

"The townsfolk were very accommodating …should have more than enough supplies for the next few days."

What about the safe? Garrison caught Casino's eyes.

"No problem Babe, in and out less than two minutes, the contents are in there." Casino passed a brown envelope to the LT.

Scanning the exterior of the car, Garrison turned to Actor. "Nice, understated not flashy, it'll serve better than the truck. Can you hold onto the envelope?

Taking the envelope, the Con man smiled. "It was a hard choice LT…an officer car caught my eye but I chose practicality over flash.

Actor frowned as he took a closer look at the LT, he couldn't put a finger on it but something felt a little off…the Indian, who normally kept his distance from most people was sticking close to the Warden. "Perhaps we should go inside."