Omega Blue by Mel Odom

Author:Mel Odom [Odom, Mel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ActionData
Published: 2012-07-24T22:00:00+00:00

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The house was a two-story split roofline less than seven miles away from Wolf Trap Farm Park, and was cut out of the forested area. A wooden deck ran around the front and east sides of the house. A soft yellow light gleamed from two of the windows on the lower floor.

Parking his Cherokee in the garage that was set apart from the home, Slade Wilson crossed the yard to the front porch. He could tell from the flower beds that his father had spent the day working outside.

The door was open and he went on through. He could tell as soon as he entered the living room, where the stereo was playing an old Bonnie Raitt tune, that his father was still awake. He glanced at his watch and saw that the time was 10:42 P.M. An early riser, his father was usually in bed before now.

“Dad?”

“Kitchen,” Chaney Wilson called out. “I was beginning to wonder if you were coming home after all.”

“Sorry. I took my time and didn’t push it. Had some things I wanted to clear out of my head.” Wilson draped his jacket over a coatrack beside the door, then added the Delta Elite and Walther .22. He kept the 9mm in his boot, walked through the neat living room and dining area, past the stone fireplace, and into the small kitchen. Bonnie Raitt kept the background alive with her bluesy voice.

“Everything go okay with Kasey?”

Chaney Wilson had been a big man. He sat in his wheelchair in front of the stove, stirring the contents of a Dutch oven. He had broad shoulders and dark hair that refused to go gray, despite his nearly sixty years. He wore a beard these days, part of his self-styled rebellion against the clean-shaven look he’d had to keep while patrolling a beat in Washington, D.C., but his hair was still clipped short. His skin was weathered from the sun and the time he spent outside working the landscape, tending the livestock he kept, and chopping wood for the fireplace. After almost thirty years of after surviving his wife’s death several years ago, he wasn’t prepared to give in to the gunshot wound that had severed his spinal cord and paralyzed him from the waist down. He wore jeans over legs that were getting too thin for his barrel-chested build, and a black sweatshirt with the sleeves pulled up to mid-forearm.

“Yeah.” Wilson’s father already knew about Kasey’s new headgear. Kasey received more visits from her grandfather than she did from him.

“You don’t sound so good.”

“It’s hard seeing her like that.”

“I know.”

“Dr. Culley said there’s a new procedure she wants to try with Kasey.”

“Not drugs?”

“No. Something to do with virtual reality. She thinks there may be a way to tap into Kasey’s brain.”

“Not literally, I hope.”

“No.”

“She offers hope?”

“Yes.”

“Are you going to do it?”

“Maybe. I’m going to want more information first, and even if I decide to go ahead with it, there’s still Blair to contend with.”

“True.”

Wilson opened the refrigerator and poured himself a glass of iced tea, then freshened his father’s glass.

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