“You still awake?” He whispers so softly it doesn't even startle me.
“Yeah.”
“You know which way is downhill, don't you?”
“Yeah. You're slightly downhill and the claymores are on our right.”
“Good job. We ain't gonna see anything tonight, but keep your detonator handy.”
Jesus. I forgot. Pulling goddamn ambush guard, claymores in front of us, and I Fuckin’-A forget all about the detonators.
Another thing I forgot about is the watch, and about the time I figure it has been two hours I'm beginning to wonder about Prophet because I haven't heard him stirring around for a while now.
“You awake?”
“Yeah.”
“How much longer?”
“You got the watch?” “
Thought you did.”
“f**k it. Go to sleep if you want to. I'll either stay awake or get somebody else up in a while.”
The rain has started an
