PART VIII – Loose Ends
Troy climbed the stairs of the G450 but his feet felt like lead as multiple days without solid sleep started to take its toll. Standing at the top of the stairs Harry blocked the entrance into the sleek jet.
“Move it squirt,” barked Troy with a playful grin plastered on his face as he gave his medical sergeant a forceful shove with his carry-on bag.
Harry stumbled a little and turned around, “Sorry Cap, Sarge is yapping his trap and jamming the aisle.”
“I heard that,” hollered Terrance from inside the plane, “Don’t make me hurt you, boy.”
Eric P Bishop
Author of the Troy Evans Series of Thrillers.