until they lost touch.
"Hopefully, I'll get to catch up with him at Christmas," Brady slapped Marie on the shoulder.
"That would be just great," she drained her drink and ordered another.
"So..." Brady looked at her empty glass. "Looks as though something's troubling you."
"Yeah... I need some advice on a young Navy SEAL under your command. David Axel?"
"I'm sick of hearing about that boy. What’s he done now?”
“I’m treating him at the clinic.”
“Oh… Didn’t realize you’d be the doctor assigned to him. It’s a small world, ain’t it?”
“Yep.”
“I bet you got your work cut out with that man.”
“Like you wouldn’t believe,” she wiped the lipstick from the end of her straw. “But, I gotta talk to you about something.”
“Anything Marie.”
“I read his case file. There’s something just not right about it.”
Officer Brady went rigid at her words and sat in cold silence. He bit down on his thumbnail and looked into the distance. Behind Marie sat two young boys barely old enough to drink. They looked so innocent and happy and it annoyed the officer. He had to see men much younger than them suffer at the violent hands of war, and they came home crumpled shells of men. The boys didn’t know how lucky they had it.
“Hey, you ok?” Marie waved a hand in front of his face.
“Sure. Sorry, just lost in thought there for a minute,” he picked up his beer and dipped his top lip into the froth as he drank. “David Axel is an enigmatic and troublesome man, but one who I wouldn’t pin down as a loose cannon. There’s something weird about his testimony, I’ll give you that, but I don’t reckon he’s as crazy as they say he is.”
“What do they say?”
“That he took out his own men, that he killed his best friend.”
“Dear Lord!” she gasped, “Do you think that?” Marie felt a blackness spread within her at the thought of the young man killing his own.
“No. I don’t. Something happened out there, but it wasn’t that.”
“Hmm…” she tinkled the ice at the bottom of her glass. “I hope we find out soon.”
*****
Why has she gotta play games with my head?
As David left Marie’s house, he was both raging and confused. He knew she wanted him, she’d made it pretty obvious, but why was she stalling and why did she invite him over?
“God damn women,” he muttered to himself, as he pulled his motorcycle into his usual parking bay and pulled off his helmet.
As he approached his house, he noticed a shadow in front of his door and it immediately sent his heckles up. Who the hell? He was on edge and ready to fight whoever it was. Could it be an intruder? He had no idea, but he was sure gonna find out. He had no weapon on him, but he had his rocky fists and he felt his fingers clench, as he swaggered to his door.
“Hey!” he shouted at the figure.
“Hey,” the meek voice replied and David stopped in his tracks.
“Suzanne? What are you doing here?” he stood rooted to the spot in shock. “I mean sorry. It’s great to see you,” and he lunged forward to hug her.
Squeezing her tight, he realized just how much he missed Damian’s family and he felt like never letting her go.
“I haven’t seen you in so long.”
“Erm… maybe you wanna rethink that?” she smirked.
“Eh?”
“The gas station the other day, you think I didn’t notice that beast of a bike of yours roaring into the place.”
“Oh…” he felt ashamed. “I was er…. You know…” he scoured his mind for an excuse.
“Don’t worry about it,” she soothed him. “I know you’ve got a lot to contend with.”
David didn’t know what to say. His mind was in a muddle and all he wanted to do was tell her the truth about Damian, but he couldn’t. For a moment, he moved his lips to speak, but his mouth went dry and nothing came out. He coughed instead and looked to the ground.
“Anyway,” Suzanne shifted to signal she was going to leave. “I just wanted to give you