Sunkiller: Odyssey by J.N. Chaney & Rick Partlow

Author:J.N. Chaney & Rick Partlow [Chaney, J.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Variant Publications
Published: 2022-04-02T16:00:00+00:00

“Hey Weston, what do you call a fake noodle?” Chilly asked, leaning over against Chase’s shoulder as if he wouldn’t have been heard otherwise. Chase pushed up the visor of his helmet and eyed the former Navy SEAL balefully. “An impasta.”

“Oh, Christ,” Jax moaned, leaning his head back against the rest behind his seat.

Chilly cackled at his own joke, then aimed the next one at Alex, over on the other side.

“Quesada, what’s the stupidest animal in the jungle?” Alex shook her head, and Chase thought she was refusing to take part, but apparently, Chilly thought she was answering the question. “A polar bear.”

“What the hell, Chill?” Zack said. “What did we ever do to you?”

“You guys have no sense of humor. What’s brown, hairy and wears sunglasses? A coconut on vacation!”

“I swear to God, Vazquez,” Alex growled, “you keep this shit up, you won’t have to worry about getting killed on the op because I’ll take care of it myself.”

Chase glanced around, wondering what Kane and her platoon thought of all this, but they may as well have been statues, motionless in their seats, most of them with their visors down like there were no faces beneath. It was unnatural. Troops on their way to combat bullshitted and told bad jokes—though not generally this bad—and needled each other. Not these guys. Not Kane, either. She was cut from ice, emotionless, although that might have been as much of an act as Chilly’s bad jokes.

People dealt with fear in their own way, of course. Chase had always sublimated it into preparation, going over the plan in his head over and over, considering every option, every possibility. That wasn’t happening. Instead, all he could think of was what would happen after. It was a dangerous mindset to fall into before an op and he was trying to kick it, but it was harder surrounded by a few dozen people he didn’t know and wasn’t sure he could trust.

Chase couldn’t predict what they’d do when the bullets started flying, and all the possibilities he could think of involved his friends bugging out and abandoning the mission. That was barely worth consideration so he stopped trying to think.

“Go ahead, Chill,” he said, grinning. “Tell us another one.”

“Are you stoned, Weston?” Zack demanded, but Chilly was already smiling broadly.

“I got one,” Chilly said. “I heard this one from Gray, back when.”

Alex’s expression softened, and she nodded.

“Let’s hear it.”

“What’s the difference,” he asked, “between a G-spot and a golf ball?”

“I don’t know,” Chase said, a laugh burbling up already. “What’s the difference between a G-spot and a golf ball?”

“Guys will actually search for a golf ball.”

Chase couldn’t help it, and he didn’t try to stop the guffaw coming up from his belly. Zack’s shoulders shook, and a deep chuckle welled up almost as if it was against his will. Even Alex barked a sharp laugh, though Jax just rolled his eyes.

“You guys are just encouraging him.”

“Weston.” The voice was harsh and flat, all business, not even sharing a little of the humor they were feeling.

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