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“Are you sure?” I turned to look back at him.
“Yes. Why? Who’s that?”
“One of our informants, Juan Diaz.”
“That’s not him.”
“Interesting.” He sounded puzzled.
“Why?”
“Because Frank just told me he was killed because he saved you from being blown to bits in that house.”
My head shot up, and I rubbed it as it pounded. “It wasn’t him.”
“Copy that.” Mike turned on his heel and left without another word.
When I turned back around, I came face to face with the mini drill sergeant. She stared up at me with squinted dark eyes as though she wanted to read my mind.
“Hi, Olivia.” I went for a smile, but it didn’t quite live up to her expectations, and it showed. She was a great kid, but I wasn’t fit to be around anyone right now.
“Whenever my dad’s face looks like that, he has a place he goes.” She sounded so grown up.
“Show me.” Maybe the kid had something here. I was curious. She glanced down at her sneakers. “Just let me grab my boots.”
She led the way at a good clip along a path that wound up the side of the mountain and then continued into the woods for another half mile or so until we came to a clearing. She stopped.
“Grandpa said the first time Zack did it, it scared the shit out of him so badly he couldn’t think straight for three days.” I side-eyed her at her language, and she shrugged. “I was simply quoting.” I examined the steel post in the ground and the cable attached to it. The platform near the mountain’s edge had a sign above it. A man is determined not by his strength but by his ability to control his strength. – Edison Logan
“There’s a fast rope in the middle. There’s two, actually, in case they want to compete against each other.”
“It’s impressive.” I felt my energy surge. I lived for this kind of stuff.
“It’s nuts, actually.” She shook her head. “Mom hates when Dad does it. She won’t even speak to him at dinner.” She chuckled. “But the next morning they’re always fine, so I guess she gets over it.” She made a face, and I forced my smirk away. “Normally, Uncle John is here three times a week. Uncle Mike said he had a bad rappel one time and never got over it. I think he trains so he can be ready if it ever happens again.”
“Makes sense.” I agreed with John’s reasoning. You could shy away from the things that scarred or scared you, or you could face them head on until they didn’t anymore.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.” I peered over the ledge and saw I was a good sixty-plus feet up.
“Are you as old as my dad?” That was an odd question.
“You read my file.” I smirked, curious to know where this was going. “I believe I am ten or so years younger.”
“Dad only lets me see some of it.” She scoffed. “So just around thirty?”
“Yes.” I looked over at her. “Why?”
“Well, I’m ten, so I was just wondering when you’re going to marry Dr. Knight.”
What?
“Knight and I aren’t dating.”
“Oh, okay.” Her tone was a bit upbeat.
“And where is all this coming from?”
