#Chapter341

Fallout

Maverick

I laid there on Marshall’s bed, feeling numb. I know this because I’m learning it. I also know what to do when things like this happen, yet I did the opposite.

I didn’t want to see anyone but knew I needed someone. I couldn’t right now. While I laid there, staring at the wall, I heard voices. I didn’t get up to see who it was.

Nixon and the others walked in. “Where is he?” Nixon asked.

“Upstairs,” Kain said, pointing to the second floor.

“Stay here.” He came upstairs, knocked, but I didn’t answer. Then he opened the door, entered, and closed the door.

“Maverick?”

“What?”...