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Chapter 3
Stringfellow Hawke took the two pictures and sat down in the seat in front of Dom's desk. He studied them closely, then looked at Dom and asked, "What does this mean?"
Dom looked at him and replied, "I think you can figure that out!"
Hawke looked back down at the pictures and asked, "How old is he?" He looked up at Dom with wondering eyes.
"He's about 5 months old right now," Dom answered. "He looks just like you, doesn't he?"
"Yeah, he does."
Hawke looked at the pictures again and asked, "What's his name?"
Dom got a big grin on his face and answered, "Nicky—a shorten form of Dominic."
"Nicky—I like that name."
Hawke looked at the pictures and got a sappy grin on his face, 'I've got a son named Nicky. He's cute as all get out!' Just then something hit him and the grin disappeared, so he turned to Dom and asked, "Is this why she left?"
Dom just looked at him and nodded. "I've been down to Texas about every other week to see the two of them and to help her out. She's back working at the Firm down in San Antonio. She's got a really cute apartment for the two of them not too far from where she works. She's doing really well for herself."
Hawke looked at Dom as he said this and started calculating things in his head. If Nicky was 5 months old then she must have been about 5 months pregnant when she left and went back to Texas. That means that this happened when they'd been together at the cabin when Dom had been too sick to go on that mission and they'd ended up there afterwards. Afterwards. After they'd found the family they'd been looking for dead—the father, the mother, and the two little girls. They'd both needed comfort and they'd found it in each other. Several times that night, they had turned to each other for comfort from what they had found. The next day, they'd had to go to Knightsbridge to be debriefed about what had happened and then they'd both retreated. Retreated into their own shells to try to deal with what had happened. They hadn't spoken about what had happened again. At least not until now. Now they needed to talk about it.
"You ready to go?" Dom asked.
"Go where?"
"To Texas to find out what's going on," Dom explained. "I figured that would be where you'd want to head."
"Yeah," Hawke said. "We need to get some answers from Caitlin." He quickly got to his feet and headed out to the helicopter with Dom trailing behind.
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