Ty
Cole had updated Frank on the situation when we arrived home. I knew there would be a lot of questions about how it all played out. The death of those girls weighed heavily on all of us. A strangeness was in the air. A tenseness I could feel. I looked around as I approached the house and spotted a woman putting travel bags in the back of a truck. There was a vibe about her, and I knew some s**t must have happened. I gave her a glance as I passed her, but she didn’t look up.
“I understand you had a rough trip.” Dr. Roberts stopped me when I stepped inside.
“It could have gone better.” I shrugged. I caught a glimpse of Keith and his son on the patio.
“Tonight’s protocol will have to be a little different, but I will ask you this.” He studied my face. “How’s your body from the blast?”
