Broken Arrow: Navigator Book Four by Tanner SD

Author:Tanner, SD [Tanner, SD]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-05-11T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Future untold (Ark)

A stream of trucks were driving along the road, leaving CaliTech for what he assumed would be the last time. Survivors living in the Park were waving at them as if it were an Independence Day parade. He supposed it was a big event. They were riding away to fight the evil doers that had destroyed their world, but beneath the excitement was an acceptance that few, if any, would return. Bill had offered to go with them, but he couldn’t use the Navigator gear and someone had to stay behind to manage the shadows. Amber had cried when he’d first been able to walk again, and she’d wept even harder when he’d left for what they assumed would be the last time. Dom had simply handed him a letter, which he had yet to read.

He was perched on top of a truck being driven by Jonesy, with Lexie sitting beside him. Tuck was driving the other truck and Trigger, Tank and Leon were sitting on top of it. Bill was convinced that the nest at Pueblo Pintado had something special inside of it, and after considerable arguing, he’d persuaded him to send their most highly trained Navigators there. With only seven of them, his group was slightly smaller than the other battle teams, but they were the most experienced.

After spending more than a year safely hidden behind its walls, it was strange to be leaving CaliTech. When he’d taken the job, he’d already grown tired of living in the public eye. People would discreetly study his scars when they thought he wasn’t looking, and young children would openly ask their parents why he looked funny. Their curiosity wasn’t offensive, but no longer blending in with the crowd made him feel like an outsider. Even his own family had struggled with his new life. Where he’d once been the annoying rebel, he became someone to be babied and despite appreciating their good intentions, he’d quickly wearied of their endless consideration. CaliTech had become his home, and unlike the others who were watching the crowd, he kept glancing back at its receding walls.

Seeing him look back again, Lexie spoke to him through a private channel on the grid. “It’ll be alright.”

Knowing it wouldn’t be, he asked, “Why do you say that?”

“You promised I wouldn’t die alone and now I won’t.”

“But you’re okay with the dying bit?”

“You don’t know what’s going to happen.”

“I kinda do.”

“No, you don’t.” When he didn’t reply, she added conversationally, “The problem with you military types is that you want absolutes. Everything has to be known upfront or you don’t think you can plan for it. Of course, not everything can be known and in the absence of information you make stuff up.”

Struggling to find an immediate argument to her statement, he stuttered, “Umm, well, we don’t just pull it out of our asses. There’s a high probability that what we predict will happen, will actually happen.”

“So, what? That’s still not an absolute answer. Your opinion of what’s most likely to happen is based on very little knowledge.

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