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“You should give her a chance. Who knows, she might be the one.”
No, she wasn’t.
“Slims, the day you introduce me to your future wife is the day I treat her like one. But don’t ask me to be present when your girlfriend screams at you like a maniac because she thinks you’re banging a side chick. Once was more than enough.”
“Oh, come on. Like you’ve never had a jealous girlfriend.”
“Believe me, my girl would not randomly scream that she’s going to cut off my nuts over the phone.”
Jelly Fish would find out where I was, hack into the server of my phone, and project porn on it twenty-four hours a day, until I begged her forgiveness.
“Why have we never met this elusive girlfriend of yours? It feels like you’ve been talking about her forever.”
“It’s complicated.”
If you wanted to get technical, Sarah wasn’t my girlfriend. We haven’t seen each other in years because I left her behind after joining the Navy SEAL program.
I didn’t reach out or let myself think about her at all, except for the few times I asked how she was. I couldn’t. It would make me doubt this path we were on and question its outcome. You get me?
This didn’t change that she was and would remain my girl until they buried me six feet under.
“How about we go for a beer after you come back?” he inquired.
“Yeah, sure. I don’t know how long it’s going to take, though.”
“No worries, we have all weekend.” I smiled when the clown began dancing to imaginary music.
I liked Oli. Despite his shit taste in women, he was an all-around nice guy. Excellent marksman, fun to have around and loyal to a fault. I was glad to have him on my team and at my back. We fist bumped each other and off I went.
The drive to Mérida from Rota was long and boring. To pass time, I cranked up the sound system and and bopped my head to old school rap music.
Mérida was a beautiful city founded in 25 BC as a retreat for Roman soldiers. You could clearly see their influence in the magnificent architectural remains spread throughout the town. Too bad I wouldn’t have time to check them out.
I drove into an isolated part of town, checked my surroundings to make sure I had the right address, and parked my car before I fished out the file on the prospect.
Name: Angel Cohen
Code Name: The Angel of Death
Height: 6′ 2″
Weight: 210 lbs
Martial Arts denomination: Expert level in Krav Magra, Systema Spetnaz, and Marma Adi.
Affiliation: National Intelligence Agency of Israel
Mother: Angelique Cohen (deceased)
Father: Sen. Levi Cohen
Sibling: Mary Beth Cohen (status unknown)
Notes: High-level swordsman and warfare strategist. Graduated top in his class in hand-to-hand combat.
Sister Mary Beth disappeared four years ago. Believed to be a victim of William Winthrop’s slave ring.
Cohen is currently suspended for hitting his superior. He claims the man knew about an impending attack on the Canadian Embassy, and did nothing, causing the death of twenty-five civilians. An investigation is pending.
