Bill was excited. Captive and dressed for it he knew his brother would be making a beneficial brief appearance and it had been years.
Both men, similar in size and rank, Nathan four-stars in the Coast Guard, and tactile benefit, was translucent.
“Hello, Bill.”
“Hello, Nathan.”
Sometimes, God opens the door. On a helicopter and then, he closes another door somewhere else.
The gunner of the Vulcan Cannon vaguely reminded one of a handsome and determined Michael Bien. He was a known person.
The cannon heated up.
“Sweet.”
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