Capin removed himself from the center of the room as Jaime crouched beside Aaron. Collapsing into the chair he could feel the weariness catching up to him in the weight of his own body. He pinched the bridge of his nose. There was a dull ache stretching back through his skull. All the excitement up until now had managed to assuage the headache. Or at least keep it at bay. He reached into his coat and pulled out his communicator, thumbing it open.
“Jenna…” he answered the familiar beep. The com repeated the name, pausing another few moments as the signal went through its encryption. A few quick rings and her voice came through.
“Our first step in the right direction today.”
“Nothing. I’m sorry...Read More