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Celia's Puppies, Chapter Thirty-two: Who knew (part six)


(part six)

Thursday morning — 5:20 A.M.
Fort Logan Cemetery

“Did you bring it?” Mike asked Alex Hargreaves.

Alex set a package of incense in his hands. Her team stood guard in the area. Two men had blocked off the road to the memorial. Alex and Mike walked toward the monument for the Fey Special Forces team. Eleven black granite slabs set in a semi-circle. A tall black granite obelisk marked the middle of the semi-circle. Alex gave him a Zippo lighter

Mike went from stone to stone saying a prayer and setting the incense.

Today was his big day. Today he would tell the world about what happened to him all those years ago. He had to come here this morning. He hoped the guys would be with him in spirit when he told the world about them.

Clicking the lighter, he hoped that he would do his dead saviors justice. He hoped…

“Ten minutes, Roper,” one of the men yelled.

Moving from stone to stone, he lit the incense. He stepped back to look at his work when he heard.

“Ah fuck.”

Turning, he saw a news van pull up to road block. A reporter and videographer jumped from the van and were arguing with the soldiers. He knew Alex and her team could easily destroy the transmission. Hell, they had equipment that could wreck a camera without ever touching it.

He whirled around to look at Alex. She shrugged.

It was up to him.

Blowing out a breath, he went to talk to the reporter.

The retelling of Celia’s Puppies, Denver Cereal Volume 2, continues tomorrow…

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