Eden
Day Seven
Too soon, Stryker pulled away from his wife. Unlike Harper, Angie looked a mess. Her blonde hair was disheveled, her face dirty, and she smelled pretty ripe too. But her eyes were clear.
“Let’s wrap this up and check on our kid,” he said.
“Have you found her yet?” Angie asked.
“All the women and children are on one of the boats. We told them to get out of the harbor.”
Angie nodded. “Good idea.”
Stryker turned to Sam, not wanting to mention all the buried naval mines. “How goes stopping the assassination?”
“Rey has been warned about the sniper on top of the castle. You were right about it as a nest.”
“Great.” Stryker pointed to the man at the computer. “What’s he working on?”
“Stopping the video that will launch a civil war if the shooting fails.”
Stryker winced.
