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dipped his head, nodded awkwardly and walked quietly into the house and headed for the kitchen.
    Sophie and Kyle had to step back as the strange man who wouldn’t look them in the eye almost barged them out of the way. He had coffee to make in their kitchen .
    “ Why is he making coff…” she stopped, the sudden realization of why Cash was there making coffee in the middle of the night. “Dad?” she asked, tears already welling.
    Cash nodded and with Kyle’s help , they led her into the living room.
    “What’s going on?” asked the Chief’s wife entering the living room, tying the cords on her dressing gown as she did so.
    “Mrs . Kramer,” said Cash, turning to greet her.
    “Cash!” she exclaimed, her voice less than welcoming.
    “Mom, it’s about Dad!” cried Sophie, cutting off a tirade from her mother that was fifteen years in the making.
    Mrs . Kramer’s face whitened as she dropped onto the sofa that Cash was sure she was unaware was even there.
    “I’m afraid, he’s gone,” said Cash, nodding at Rigs who was hovering in the doorway to enter with the coffees. He placed them down on a coffee table while the news sank in and left the room to maintain his watch.
    Kyle comforted his grandmother, leaving Cash to comfort Sophie, her head sunk into his shoulder, finding the spot she had so readily occupied many years earlier.
    “What happened?” asked Mrs. Kramer, breaking the silence.
    Cash started at the beginning and informed them of the loss of his own father and the resultant attack by the Surenos gang, where a bullet had caught the Chief and despite it, he had fought on.
    “Could he have been saved?” asked Sophie.
    Cash shook his head.
    “Why would the Surenos kill your father?” asked Mrs . Kramer, trying to make sense of the murders. “I can understand them wanting Harry dead, but your father?”
    Cash shrugged his shoulders. “I have no idea, none of it makes any sense.”
    “Did you say the observatory was destroyed as well?” asked Sophie through her tears.
    “Yes, and we were heading there after my dad’s deputy had called him and was very excited about something.”
    “James, excited?”
    “Yeah, Dad said that wasn’t normal for James. You knew him?”
    “Yes, I’ve been involved in the project . Cambridge University partly funded the program, along with other universities and the US and UK governments,” confirmed Sophie. “And as for James, that’s an understatement, the man was a miserable son of a bitch on his better days.”
    Cash looked at Kyle . His eyes were drawn to him; it was hard to believe the young man was only fourteen, soon to be fifteen. He was a powerful looking young man, much like Cash himself had been at that age.
    “Just like his father,” said Sophie quietly watching Cash’s gaze.
    “What?” asked Cash, breaking his look.
    “Kyle’s the star of his team, just like his father was,” offered Sophie, resulting in a raised eyebrow from her mother.
    “Cash!” shouted Rigs from the front door. “We’ve got company!”
    Cash was up and running in an instant, catching the FN-P90 machine pistol from Rigs as he joined him at the front door.
    “So what we got?” asked Cash, cocking the P90.
    “I’ve got some movement in the woods off to the north. I count at least three.”
    Cash peeked around the doorframe and focused on the wooded area to the north of the house. Like Cash’s father, the Chief enjoyed his privacy. The house was a mile from its nearest neighbor and set back a quarter mile from the main road. A lawned area stretched for fifty yards before disappearing into the woods.
    “I’ll check out the back and try to circle around,” said Rigs, leaving Cash to cover the front of the house.
    “You three, upstairs and take cover,” instructed Cash to Sophie, Kyle and Mrs . Kramer.
    Cash watched the targets while his protectees made their way up the stairs. Rigs appeared off to his left. A thumbs-up signaled that the back of the house