“So that’s it?” Sabine pushed her empty plate aside and focused on her coffee. “That sucks, John. I’m sorry for the bad pun and for your loss. Best friends are harder to lose than lovers in some ways.”
John shook his head. “I don’t know about that. I mean, she was never my lover, but she was definitely the best friend I ever had. And they killed her. Done with her. Like she was nothing. All because of what? They needed to feed and she was convenient?”
He fell silent as the server wandered over to refill their mugs. Sabine watched her from the corner of her eye, then resumed talking.
“She uncovered their secret. Was gonna make it public. So yeah, she was convenient and they got a free meal off it. But you can’t just bust in there thinking about Hannah, all emotional and limp-dicked. You know better than that.”
“I won’t. I’m good at shutting it off to do what I need to do. Maybe they don’t teach you that in the Marines.” He smirked at her. “Kidding.”
“You better be. It’d be pretty embarrassing for you to get knocked on your ass by a hundred-pound woman.”
“I’d laugh at you for that, but I saw you take down that Faraj-his-face whatever his name was. Fucker was bigger than me.”
Sabine shook her head. “Size doesn’t matter when you’ve got Aikido on your side. Aikido and Krav. You just can’t afford a hit from someone as big as you are. So the trick is, don’t get hit.”
Plates cleared and coffee diminished to droplets, Sabine paid the bill and put her beanie back on. “Come on, Big Guy. We’re gonna walk this off a bit, then wait till the Rhapsody is together. Got a nice plan in mind.”
to be continued…
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