A Day in the Life of Marine Captain Cross before the Zoastra Affair Part Sixteen
Cross froze his face not intending to smile. He had a reputation for grimacing. The conversation needed to steer their conversation in another direction. “Countries are just lines on a map, anyhow. Just as places are tiny specks on the planets.”
Major Newman changed topics suddenly. “Did you get a terrain spec before we left?”
Work. Good. “Knew I forgot something.” Major Newman’s look of shock cracked him up. Cross pulled out the spec. At least he didn’t have to change conversations and be obvious. “Forest landing seemed closest to where the general believed that your wife and the other women are.”
“Any idea how he even knew?”
“No.” Good question.
Newman leaned closer, like he was sharing a secret. Cross felt intrigued and leaned in as well. Newman didn’t disappoint. “I wasn’t on the flight deck, but there’s a rumor that Colonel Hunter was taken into custody. If that man put my wife in danger out of payback, I’m going to kill him.”
“I’ll help you if that’s true.” Cross looked up. He meant what he’d said, but he wouldn’t help Major Peter Newman out of vengeance. Even though he thought of Newman as a friend. Grace deserved respect. Women like her were far and few. She should be defended.
“When we get back, I’m going to find out. I want Grace back first.”
On the planet, every man had to be focused and alert. “Don’t think about Hunter right now.”
“Hard not too.”