“To live for a hundred and fifty years, or something?”“If it’s all the same to you,” Gath replied.“Returning to patrol station,” said Ga...ny from above. “Three hours of fuel left and one two zero of lethal.”“Copy that, Ganny,” Sparky told him. “You did what you had to do.”“Yeah,” Ganny said, a little emotion in his voice this time. No one liked killing people, even if they were dangerous, violent homers who were trying to kill fellow marines.The AVTOL passed back over the top of them, its. Sam and I were blood brothers from different mothers.“Give my bests to Sharla,” I said.Good luck with Angela," Sam said, ending our call. I looked at the real estate agent, who by now was thumbing through her text messages. Like I said, she was cute. I had to try and figure out a way to get to know her a little better.“My name is Scott,” I said, looking her way.“Angela Simpkins,” she replied, handing me her real estate business card.“Can I ask a favor?” she pressed.“Sure,” I replied.“If you can. Maybe she saw you maybe not. But he knew his daughter. She very rarely left the farm house. She had been home schooled for most all of her life till his bitch ex took off. So unless she learned about sex in the few months she'd been at school (which he highly doubted) she would have no idea what he was doing even if she had seen him.He heard her walking into the kitchen behind him. Maybe if he spoke first it would catch her off gaurd before she started asking questions... he decided to try that. There was a long line for the phone and I relinquished my place to the next man. A couple of my friends saw my face when I came out of the phone center and asked me if something was wrong. Of course I said no, nothing. For the next few minutes we walked in silence then went into a small coffee shop where the questioning began again. I finally admitted there was a problem at home and told them what had gone on.LTC Dale Sanford, my Battalion Commander (I was the Executive Officer) said, "Oh shit.