Chapter 23 - Greco
Greco couldn’t sleep. How could anybody expect him to, these strangers were trying to get him killed. Corporal Harding had made it perfectly clear that he was going to use the confusion to fill any of his detractors with lead. And he made it perfectly clear that the path ahead of them was packed full of military installations, any of which could be run by the Militia, or harboring sympathizers, or be home to those that wanted him dead anyway. He had made more than a few enemies. Harding was by far the worst, though, and they would be leading him right into the man’s hands. “I have to get rid of them.” He whispered to himself in the silent night. The others, that lunatic with a hero complex and his doting sister, were likely asleep by now. Had Greco not had other things on his mind he wou
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