BOMBS AWAY
“Jeffery, I understand that you’re afraid.” He followed closely behind me into the kitchen like a puppy dog. I tossed over my shoulder as I headed for the coffee pot. “Despite the risk, I have to do this.” I grabbed a cup from the cupboard and poured myself a cup of coffee. I took a seat at the small table by the window as Jeffery stayed on my heels. I sighed, thinking what I’d give for a little sugar and cream. “Don’t worry.” I lifted my gaze at my pestering friend. “I’ll be with the Cajun,” I shrugged. “We have to see what’s out there.”
“Let Nick and one of his buddies go scope out the city! For once in your life let the men take the lead.” Jeffery raved, standing over me with determination etched in his sour face.
“My friend,” I reached up, grasping my fingers around his h
