Chapter 24 - Whiskey Special Operations Patrol“Cambra, I know you weren't at the Marree Hotel fight itself but Assassin remembers, don't you Assassin?” said Halo sipping one of the competition beers in the open-air lounge overlooking the lagoon.
“Yeah, I remember. Shadow knocked me over and smacked me around. I was as drunk as a skunk. I think we had more fun that day than we'd had in years.” Assassin mused over his beer recording his score on the cards Andy handed out with each beer. Gail sat beside him with her own drink and scorecard. Andy and Fat Boy usually provided score cards for the drinkers, they said it was part of their quality control.
“That makes twelve months since our commando was formed, guys. It's also almost a year since we lost Shamus. I spoke to Halo about having a ki
