"Travis! We have more than ample enough time to prepare."
Travis stammered, "Bollocks! You must think me of a coward." It's not that I'm worried about."
"Then what?" I said in a low tone, almost a whisper.
Travis stated back, "Look at James, he's full of rage and emotions. He will lash out at the sight of his father."
I did notice this to be an issue, for James had become my only friend, my best friend. His wound caused him to become very ill, it worried me greatly.
I walked over to the bed James was resting on. Putting my hand on his shoulder I said, "How are you?"
"I've seen better days." he chuckled.
Before I could say anything, James mustered,"You do realize when I see the whites of his eyes, the man I once knew as my father, will be my enemy."
It struck me as if he longed for the death of his father, this I did not understand.
A year passed, rather quickly based on the adventure we had begun. It's 1812.
We knew we must head for Washington DC. We had "acquired" horses and carriages from the camp. All humor being intended.
We started off. Into this great unknown adventure of ours.
Sorry for the extra short chapter, things get busy. I haven't been able to write this week except for now. Please comment!
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The Order
Mystery / ThrillerJohn Mathews is one of the first men hired by the government to do undercover work. His mission simple, infiltrate the new colonial Knights Templar, find the leader. End him.
