The EDGE Of HONOR (Part ONE): Book Two (TEAM EDGE) by Bryan KT

Author:Bryan, KT [Bryan, KT]
Language: eng
Format: azw
Tags: contemporary fiction, Romantic thriller, anthology, drama, series, Navy SEAL, action and adventure, romance, serial killer, Technothriller, military, serial, Genre Fiction, Military Romantic Suspense, thriller
Published: 2014-04-28T16:00:00+00:00

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1958 Brooklyn

Johnny Milford wasn’t allowed to watch much TV ‘cause the nuns said it’d rot your brain, but when he did watch, his favorite show was Sky King. Second to that was Father Knows Best. He imagined himself as Bud, and even though Bud had sisters who bugged him, at least he had a family.

Three years ago Johnny’s parents had died in a railroad accident, and a month later he was sent to St. Michaels’s orphanage. He shared a room with three other boys, and that was fine by him. Sharing didn’t make him feel so alone in the world.

Today was his twelfth birthday and he’d just gotten his first two-wheeler. He was the proud third owner of a black and red Schwinn Panther. His best friend, Vinny DeMeneo, walked around the bike, nodding, grinning, and said, “Not bad, not bad at all. I knew you was gonna get somethin’ good.”

“Whattaya mean by that?” A little offended, but not quite sure why, and not sure he wanted to see the answer on Vinny’s face, John looked down at Vinny’s black mutt, Skillet. Vinny was the only kid in the place who had a dog, and the nuns let him keep it as long as the dog didn’t cause no trouble. The dog was kinda cute and the only family Vinny had. Wasn’t anything in life he loved more than that goofy dog.

“It’s ‘cause the sisters love you. St. Mike’s can’t afford no bike, but for you, well, you’re different.” He shrugged. “They stretch the rules a bit ‘cause,” Vinny popped him upside the head with a grin, “I dunno, you’re all good and shit.”

Johnny wasn’t sure what he meant by that, he thought Vinny was just as good as he was, but two months ago on Vinny’s birthday, all he’d gotten was an old pair of metal roller skates they’d wound up using on a wooden milk crate to make a go-cart. They hadn’t known how to make brakes though, so they’d had to drag a sneakered foot until they slowed down enough to not kill themselves by running into a tree or a brick wall. Vinny’d gotten a beating that day for wrecking an old pair of shoes, but all Johnny had gotten was a stern lecture about appreciation.

Even at twelve, Vinny was what the sisters referred to as a hood. Johnny disagreed with them, but knew if he voiced an opposing opinion they’d point their bony old fingers and send him straight to hell. Vinny was a good kid. He was. Sad sometimes, but decent. Sure his dad, it was said, was a mob guy who’d been gunned down, but that didn’t make the kid bad, just the parent. Vinny didn’t talk about that much.

But one night when they were playing Rummy, Vinny tossed his cards down in the middle of the game and just sat, staring off into space, with a look on his face that made something cold run down the back of Johnny’s neck. Vinny pulled his knees up to his chin and wrapped his arms around his legs.

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