Kill Devil by Mike Dellosso

Author:Mike Dellosso
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FICTION / Christian / Suspense, FICTION / Thrillers / Psychological
ISBN: 9781496414465
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 2016-06-01T04:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-ONE

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The Jefferson Memorial glowed a dull orangey hue in the setting sun. The last remnant of tourists mulled about, a small group of teens, a family with three children, an elderly couple. A steady breeze blew in from the east, bringing with it a mix of smells from the city: exhaust fumes, the aroma of curry from a nearby Indian restaurant, and the faint odor of rotting garbage. Across the Tidal Basin the Washington Monument rose above the surrounding buildings and trees and was illuminated like the finger of God himself pointing to heaven.

Listen to me.

Jack Calloway was distinguished enough to pass for a senator or representative and had been mistaken for one on more than a few occasions. But that was almost always when he wore a suit and tie. Today he wore street clothes: jeans and a hooded sweatshirt and a Washington Nationals baseball cap. To any tourist or passerby, he’d look like just another Washingtonian out for an evening walk.

Tiffany was there, on the steps leading to the monument, facing the pillars and beyond them the standing image of Jefferson. He looked so comfortable, so relaxed there. If he’d only known what would become of the country he helped found . . . would he have worded things differently? Done things differently? Would he have governed differently when he was president?

The answers, of course, were unknown. But what Jack did know was that it was up to individuals like himself, like Mitch and Tiffany Stockton, to preserve the freedoms Jefferson and his cohorts labored and fought to establish.

Jack stopped and looked around. Tiffany hadn’t seen him yet, or if she did, she hadn’t recognized him. And if she had recognized him, she hadn’t let on that she did. She was a natural at the clandestine life. Just like her dad.

From the time Jack first met Mitch Stockton in the Army and Tiffany was two, he’d looked at the girl as any uncle would a niece. She was grown now, and Jack had begun to think of Tiffany not just as a beloved niece, but as the daughter he’d never had. His wife left him after only three years of marriage. Said she couldn’t take the Army life anymore and split, hooked up with some construction worker in Ohio, and never looked back. Jack never remarried, never had a desire to. Shortly after the divorce he’d hit bottom and considered eating his M9 and ending it all. But God met him there in his apartment. Jack never could adequately explain the encounter. He had the gun to his head, snug up against his temple, finger on the trigger, when he swore he heard a voice from the other room. A woman’s voice, but not Courtney’s. He’d investigated but found nothing, no one. He’d concluded then that the voice had most likely wafted in on a current of air from the street below. But later that night, lying in bed, thoughts of suicide still rummaging through his mind, he’d heard the voice again.

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