Devil With a Halo 🔱 Frank Castle

11

"The most important thing is that Bennet has to be where you say he is." Frank points at the map, chewing a bite of his food.

I nod as I lean across the counter with David standing next to me chopping vegetables. I study the map, scanning over every possible exit strategy just in case the plan goes south.

"100%, I've accessed his credit cards, bank statements, phone records. I know where he gets his dry cleaning, I know what he got his mother for her birthday." David pauses from chopping, moving the knife around slightly. "Colonel Bennet entertains at home every Saturday night like clockwork, trust me. He's gonna be tied up with company when you arrive." He grins, adding a chuckle before continuing to dice.

A slight cringe fills my face, grabbing a piece of carrot from the cutting board. "There's one thing I'm not looking forward to." I pop the veggie in my mouth before standing straight, turning and leaning my lower back against the counter island.

Frank shakes his head, digging his fork into his food. "The sooner we find him, the sooner I get to put the guy down."

David pauses once again looking up and furrowing his eyebrows together. "You mean Agent Orange?"

"What's that?" Frank replies curtly, chewing another mouthful of food.

"Well you just said the guy, I wanna make sure you mean Agent Orange and not Colonel Bennet, because that's not the plan." He sets the knife down, glancing from me back to Frank shortly.

"Nobody's gonna kill him, not today at least." I turn to my left crossing my arms, facing David. "We all know what the plan is."

"Because I'd hate for either one of you to get confused, if you got Colonel Bennet standing in front of you." David motions his hands out, glancing back and forth to each of us. "Both of you hate the guy, you have a gun, your blood gets up. You know how it goes." He shrugs, looking down.

"How exactly does it go David? I'm just wondering, is that how it goes for you?" Frank tilts his head, leaning forward slightly in his chair. "When your blood goes up you just, boom, boom, boom? You got a room full of dead guys?"

David shakes his head slowly, his eyebrows twitching together. "I've never killed anybody."

"No? Cause you know I was thinking, maybe this time we wait in the van right?" He sets the fork down, motioning to me and himself. "Send you in, seeing as how you know the plan so well, she got the bad arm and all." He points at David again bobbing his head to the side towards me, wiping his mouth and licking his fingers clean.

I purse my lips, grabbing another piece of carrot and taking a couple steps backwards. "That sounds nice actually, take a little nap while you dodge the bullets for tonight." I toss the carrot at him, hitting him in the face and landing in his uncombed messy hair. "Looks like you wouldn't do so good."

He glances down at the vegetable in his hair, letting a heavy sigh out before picking it out and throwing it in the trash. "I'm under no illusion that I can do what you both can." He motions to both of us while I walk around the counter, taking a seat a couple feet from Franks right. "I appreciate what you're doing, I appreciate the choices you guys made."

"Oh." Frank nods, facing away from David to the ground. "Well whole thing's crazy, sneaking into a US military base." His eyes squint, looking up at me. "The thing I keep thinking about is, what if one of these guys tries to stop us right? Am I supposed to kill a US soldier for doing his job?" He furrows his eyebrows, tensing his jaw while searching into my eyes for an answer.