Three Lives by Joe Washington

Author:Joe Washington
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: suspense, mystery, action, action packed, urban fiction, african american, military, action adventure, fictionthriller, action adult, suspense action, fiction urban, fiction spy espionage mystery thriller terrorists
Publisher: Midnight Mercury

CHAPTER 28

“Uh, excuse me, Nicholas?”

I looked up at the instructor standing in front of the classroom. His demeanor suggested he was waiting for something.

“What’s our topic today?” he asked.

I hadn’t heard a single word he’d said that entire class. My mind was in another far-off realm. It had been a week since I’d told Selena what I’d give for her. We hadn’t spoken of it since and I thought that was for the best, but admitting it to her solved nothing for me. I still could not have her and it drove me crazy. Now I wanted, needed to take it further. Logically, I knew it made sense to just let things be  a working relationship that was forbidden to go any further and nothing more. I told myself over and over that it was best to not let it get to me, but that was the hardest thing about it. I couldn’t control myself. I couldn’t oppress the feelings I had no matter how hard I might try, and those feelings towered over every thought.

It would have been different if I was in love with her and she didn’t feel the same. Unrequited love is much easier to handle, I think; a mutual affection that must be endured unsatisfied however — oh, much, much worse. Our feelings were present in everything we did. I saw it when she looked at me. I saw it even more in the way she tried not to let it show. When we touched in the simple little accidental ways that people will when they spend a great deal of time together in close proximity, she’d stop speaking suddenly, and her voice would tremble for just a moment when she began again. There was no mistaking how we felt about each other. That was the problem.

“I’m sorry, sir . . . I’m sorry,” I said to him.

“Let’s keep our minds on the work at hand, shall we?” he said.

“Of course, sir.”

The class was average sized. It was a forensic science course. There were eight others sitting in chairs around me. The instructor stood in front of a white board upon which images were projected. He held a remote in his hand. He rattled off statistics and gave us information that we were responsible to take down on our own. There were no tests in the NC-13 program, just instructors, students, the information that passed between them, and individual sessions where the instructor formulated an opinion of that student and whether he was assimilating the knowledge adequately. What happened to those who didn’t perform well enough in these sessions I never knew. One day you’d just notice that one of those that usually attended a certain class along with you wasn’t coming anymore. I didn’t question it. It wasn’t my place.

“Now, gentlemen, we’ve already covered Pathology and Toxicology, and those of course, are very significant aspects that work in conjunction with the criminalistics of forensic science. But I think you’ll find that out in

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