Darien
“The survivors from Aldridge and Hollow Creek,” I said. “I want them here. Offer them a home. The apartment complex on the eastern side of the village has units available. And I want construction started on additional housing for long-term placement. These people lost everything. We’ll give them a life here.”
Cain nodded. “I’ll make the arrangements.” He stood, picked up his mug, and paused at the door. “For what it’s worth, you made the right call coming home.”
“Wrong or right, it was the only call I was going to make.”
“I understand … more now than I ever could have before. I would have burned the airport down to get to Tracey.” He said it simply, like it was the obvious choice for a mate to make. Then he walked out.
I sat with that for a moment. Then I picked up the reports,
