Detective Felton stuck his head in the door and told him about
a disturbance in Point Breeze they needed to investigate. Sage only took a
second to close his file and stick it in his desk drawer before he chased after
him and to his job.
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Chapter
2
August 13 th ,
2029
5:13 PM
Bothell, Washington
A
warm breeze pervaded the park that sat on the edge of a forest. Blythe Park was
vast, with a spacious green field, a large playground that consisted of multicolored
slides, large bridges which led children from play structure to play structure,
tunnels of blue and green, and a tall swing set that allowed nearly a dozen
people. Blythe Park also bordered a highly trafficked bike trail, a narrow
river, and a lush forested area on a hill.
The
roar of an engine signaled the entrance of a young man who still hadn’t fully
mastered the art of riding a motorcycle. Nick parked, shoved the keys in the
pocket of his leather jacket, and walked over to a small group of friends who
sat underneath a tall and shady tree. Nick finally removed his helmet, face
covered in sweat, and muttered openly about how warm it was.
Drake,
Ian, Jordan, and a young woman with whom Jordan held hands all met him with
their eyes. Jordan smirked and told him it was ninety-three degrees, “What’d
you expect in the middle of August, rain?”
“No,
b-but that w-would have been nice.” Nick glanced at Jordan and asked how he
kept so cool while he wore a long sleeved shirt.
Jordan
shrugged. “I guess I’m used to it, considering this is basically my work
uniform and I have a long drive home to and from my shift every day in a car
with busted air conditioning.”
“Then
you’re acclimated?” Drake cut in.
“Maybe
I am.”
“Just
take your coat off and you’ll be fine Nick,” Ian told him. Nick followed Ian’s
suggestion and after stripping the coat off he plopped down beside him. “Why
did you even bother to bring that jacket?”
Nick
shrugged and said, “I-I don’t know…It-It rained a f-few days ago s-so I
thought–”
“Didn’t
you even look outside?” Jordan mocked him, “The fact that there isn’t a cloud
in sight should have been enough of a clue not to wear it.”
“Leave
him alone,” Drake interjected. Drake sat with his back against the tree and his
eyes on the slits of sunlight above them that managed to pierce the thick
canopy. “Let him wear the jacket if he wants to. Besides, he probably gets cold
flying around on that thing.”
Nick
would have thanked Drake, but decided to spare himself the embarrassment. He
tried to change the topic and asked Jordan, “Is this Rachel?”
“Naw,
this is my other girlfriend.”
“Jordan.”
“Sorry,”
he apologized and told him she was Rachel.
Rachel
reminded Nick that they’d met before, “A few times actually, mostly at parties
though…You do know that Drake’s my cousin, right?”
“Yeah,
yeah, I-I got that. I-I re-remember.”
Jordan
rolled his eyes and intervened, “I understand there’s going to be another party
soon?”
“Yes,”
Drake said as he lurched forward, at attention, “This one for our dear Ian as
he departs for the Queen’s Country.”
“Drake–”
“It’s
set for the twenty-fifth and I’m still looking into reserving a place, but in
the meantime start getting the word out.”
“I
told you I don’t want a party,” Ian stopped him. “I just want to get out of
here without any fights or any trips to the hospital.”
“Okay,
that was only one incident–”
“I
don’t care. I just want to make a quiet departure.”
“Yeah,
okay,” Drake said, as he shook his head and mouthed the words ‘it’s still on.’
“Okay, no party, but if there was a party I’d want everyone to start working on
gathering attendees.”
Ian
rubbed his eyed and sighed, “Fine, we’ll have a party. But if anything bad
happens, I’m not paying for anything. No medical bills, no fines, nothing, got
it?”
“Did
you think I’d