Call Sign: Redemption by Eddy Patricia D

Author:Eddy, Patricia D [Eddy, Patricia D]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-28T06:00:00+00:00

Dani

Curling my legs up in the plush, leather seat, I read over the draft of my article. Trevor’s staring out the window, and has been since our little fight. Hell, I don’t even know if it was a fight. I want to go to him and apologize, except, I don’t know that I’m sorry. Every boyfriend I’ve ever had—not that I’ve had many—has ended things with me when I refused to “open up.”

But I don’t have anything to open up about. Nothing that anyone wants to hear, anyway. The dozen foster homes Gil and I rotated through until I was in the sixth grade? The last one where he got a beating for failing to turn his homework in on time? Or what about his death? How he chose his birth father—a man he’d never met who raped our mother—over me? Over everything?

Trevor knows all of that. Hell, he knows more about me than anyone—except maybe Austin.

I study his profile. After five days on the road, his thick stubble is now a full beard, and it makes him look older, more distinguished. His brown eyes have always carried a hint of sadness—or maybe resignation. Whatever the look, it comes from spending so long in the system. Despite his confidence, his skills, his quick mind, I don’t think he ever believes he’s good enough. We have that in common, at least.

Returning my focus to the tablet in front of me, I work a ball of thinking putty between my fingers. The pink sparkles catch the sunlight from time to time, and I go over everything my birth father said to me in the short time we had together.

“What did Luis mean when he said ‘I did not understand the repercussions of my actions. How much pain they would cause. Brother against brother, families torn apart in feelings. Those scars will never heal. For that, I am deeply sorry’?”

Trevor sits up a little straighter and rakes a hand through his hair. I wonder if he even knows how often he does that when he’s thinking. “Maybe nothing. It sounds like he was saying what he thought he needed to in order to avoid a beating.”

“No, TJ. Listen. ‘Families torn apart in feelings.’ His English was so good. Doesn’t that seem like an odd mistake for him to make?”

“Fuck me.” Trevor slams his hand down onto the arm of the chair. “Sensacíon.”

“Well, yes. That’s the Spanish word for feelings. How does that help explain anything?”

“When I rescued Austin…the night I…”

“The night you shot Gil. I don’t blame you. Pretty sure that’s number five. So only nine-hundred-ninety-five to go.” I’m so tired of him constantly apologizing for something that can’t be changed. Like he’s been sentenced to atone for his mistakes for the rest of his life. “Go on.”

Trevor’s staring into the clouds, lost in his memories, but his back is so stiff, he’s practically vibrating. “The abandoned office building where I found Austin? It was across the street from a half-finished construction project. The sign on the fence was broken, half of it missing, but the first half read ‘Sensacíon de.

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