40
“What do you dream of, Archie? For the future.” Kee sat with Archie and Dilya high in the stadium, a few rows below the sentries. All the helos were still huddled about the field except for a pair of Little Birds that had gone back to the carrier for their hundred-and-twenty-hour service now that the Chinooks were done and returned.
The dark had dragged its feet this evening, which was fine with Kee. The sunset had been as spectacular as the stars which now studded the night sky.
They were at a standstill while SOAR command chewed on the information they’d sent, including a copy of the photo, Dilya’s drawings, and scans of the scrawled notes in the book.
Sitting together in peace with the helicopters nearby, but lost in the dark, she felt safe. Night Stalker to the core.
Dilya sat
