believe that he knows what he’s doing. He wouldn’t set this up if he thought it would endanger the students.”
Stone wanted to scream, but he knew it wouldn’t do any good. “I’m not trying to undermine Nick. He’s my friend. I’ve known him since grade school, and I know he wants to help. He’s got the best intentions in the world, and I
Len drummed his fingers. He turned to Nick. “What do you think, Nick?”
“I…I…” Nick looked stricken. He wouldn’t meet Stone’s eyes. “I think my idea is solid, sir. I know there are risks, but I’ve got a huge team of volunteers, and most of those who’ve expressed interest in the trip are adults. Sorry, Stone.”
Stone leaned back in his chair. “I want my dissension recorded. This is a bad idea. Please reconsider. Please. I’ve got experience in this that ya’ll don’t understand. You really don’t know what you’re tangling with.”
“It’s been decided, son,” Len said.
“You’re coming, right?” Nick clapped his friend’s shoulder. “You can be our security.”
“I guess I am.” Stone pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to ignore the roiling in his belly, the warning bells in his head.
The problem was, he’d been in the Navy for almost ten years. The first lesson he learned, on his first combat mission, was to always,
Stone parked his Monte Carlo at the rear of the church parking lot, heaved his black duffel bag from the back seat, and locked his car. Once approval from Pastor Len had been granted, the trip had come together quickly. Stone had put in his opinions, and on most matters, Nick listened. Still, he’d voiced his disapproval and worry at every step of the way, but no one heeded him. They had the bone in their teeth, and they weren’t letting go.
Stone had nearly gone postal when he saw Wren’s name on the list of students. He’d gone so far as to corner her the day before, when the group was meeting for one final discussion of the itinerary.
“Don’t go, Wren.
Wren had stared back at him, seeming perplexed. “Stone…I’m going. I’ve paid—”
“I’ll refund your money myself, right now. I’ll write you a check, pull the cash from the ATM. Just…” he wiped his hand down his face and started over. “Wren, listen. I have a bad feeling about this. This trip isn’t…I— none of you understand what you’re getting yourselves into.”
“And you do?” She had propped her fist on her hip, eyes narrowed.
“Yes!” He’d heard the word burst from him, vehement and too loud. “Yes, I do. There was a mission…look, I can’t get into that, it’s classified. Just please listen to me. Don’t go. I’m begging you,
A myriad of emotions crossed Wren’s expressive face. “Stone, I know you mean well. I do. But this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to do some real good in the world, to change lives and save souls. I
Stone had wanted to scream. Instead, he’d groaned, spinning in place and pressing the heels of his palms into his eye sockets. “A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get yourself raped and killed, you mean.”
“Aren’t you exaggerating a little bit?” Wren had come up behind him and touched his arm.
“No. If anything, I’m understating how dangerous this trip is.”
“I can’t back out now, Stone. I
Wren had walked away without a backward glance, leaving Stone to watch her go.
Now Stone found himself approaching the two church vans that would take the group to the airport, his heart heavy and his stomach turbulent. Most of the group was already in place, stacking their suitcases and duffel bags in a pile in front of the vans. They were chattering excitedly, a group of eighteen evenly divided by gender. Most were college students, with a handful of high school seniors tossed in. Wren was already bouncing on her toes, full of energy, spouting facts about Manila that she’d researched over the last few days.
This trip was a bad idea. Stone knew it. At least he would be there to make sure Wren stayed safe.
He packed the pile of luggage into the backs of the white Econoline vans while Nick did a head count against the roster. After the last few stragglers showed up, Nick drove one van, and Stone the other. Aside from the eighteen students, there was Nick, Amy, Jimmy, Stone, and three other non-staff adults, parents of the high school seniors on the trip.
All throughout the trip to the airport, boarding, and the flight, Stone’s worry increased. It wasn’t helped by the fact that he was returning to Manila.
As he dozed in his window seat and fell deeper into sleep, the dream-memory sunk its claws into him, and he was helpless to stop it.
Find her