We met back up the next day, not the night of the rescue, seeing as he’d been on one side of the river and I was on the other, and he’d been the hero there, not me. I mean, what else could I have done, yell my congrats from across the rapids? Plus, I didn’t have my mask on anymore and couldn’t risk being seen. All in all, it hadn’t been a great night. For me, that is. For Craig, yeah, Craig had done well for himself—and then some.
“What the f**k, dude?” I spat right off the bat the next morning as he entered our lair.
“Uh, huh?” he responded.
“You know what huh.”
“Lost me, Lucas.”
I was mad. I was broiling, even. I was the hero! Me! He was the sidekick! Him! And yes, I overuse exclamation points when I broil. And fine, the mission was to rescue the senator, I knew that, but that was s
