Chapter 19When darkness fell we were almost ready to head out. I’d gone home and suited up in my leathers and my guns. I had it all on me. My Smith & Wesson in my shoulder holster, my Glock at my ankle, my knife at my thigh and the SIG behind my back. The only reason I didn’t have the Carbine too was because I didn’t want to look suspicious. Three guns and a knife was an overkill already. No pun intended.
I still felt like hell, but I would ignore it. If we got through this I would have the rest of my life to survive. If he died I wouldn’t feel my aches and pains anyway.
We had a plan. We had people together to execute it. Most of all we had a drive. We had to succeed. I had to succeed.
We weren’t really much of an army, no matter how much I was trying to convince myself that we were
