A Day in the Life of Marine Captain Cross before the Zoastra Part Two
Cross glanced around the room. No one was paying him any attention. He didn’t want people knowing his past. His past made him weak. He locked eyes with Jeannie again, and spoke in rapid French, “What is that’s so important?”
“You were not the only one to suffer that day. I lost everything too.”
“What do you need?” He didn’t have time for this woman, or the past.
“It’s my son and his needs.”
“Your son? Did you get married or pregnant, Jeannie?” Being polite when he stopped caring about anyone must have been embedded in his brain. Why would she call him about her son?
“No. After what happened, I wanted to die with everyone else too. But I’ve adopted young Lucas―”
Lucas. His unfaithful wife’s boy. “Jeannie, stop,” Cross interrupted. “I don’t want to talk about him.”
“Oui. I need something with Maria’s DNA, Alain. I wouldn’t call you if I wasn’t desperate.”
Cross had never liked looking back. His wife left him for another man. No matter how much he tried to please her, she’d left him. His son was not his own, but someone with another man’s DNA.
He’d joined EarthSeekers to get away. Being at the Academy when the bomb destroyed everyone in his life changed him. He’d be dead as well if he’d chosen to stay home, as his parents begged him to do. Leaving to get away from his cheating wife made him feel like a coward. He worked hard to forget the past. She was dead, like everyone he ever knew that mattered.