The whole family stood waiting in the lobby. Not the lobby they'd arrived in, oh no. That was ... elsewhere. This one separated from the rest of the h...tel by only a closed door. It wasn't very big, just enough space for a small gathering of families, desks for check-out. Several porters shuttled luggage from carts to the airport vans outside. Staff moved with purpose here. No one flirted. They were members now.Richard needed to finish the out-processing, but there was a hitch. Someone was. “So, Mark,” he began. “We got the sub-contract from Robinson Brothers out at UMass for the new academic support building. We’ll be doing site prep, utility relocation, and some other...”Charlie went on talking about other details of the project, but I didn’t hear a whole lot after he said the word “UMass.” Fortunately, he recapped what he needed from me at the end of his spiel, and I tuned back in.“So, I’ll need you over in Amherst for like four weeks or so, probably early September to the. Ed wasn’t about to clean it off the man’s face.Shaking his head, Ed said, “You just have to love these guys.”John asked, “So tell us, where is Devin?”The questioning was interrupted by the sound of a gun shot far into the woods. Everyone turned to look in the direction from which the shot had sounded. The agents pulled their guns concerned that someone was sneaking up behind them.Trying to put them at ease, John said, “Sounds like Ling just found Devin.”Wondering who had fired the shot, Ed. ” Private Augustus Cole and his best friend Corporal Damon Baird, plopped down next to each other before Marcus even finished his sentence.“Shit, you don’t have to tell me twice,” Cole said as he leaned back against the wreckage of what used to be a park fountain.“Ahhh…Cole, You are always looking to take a seat. What ever happened to all that hard-charging Cole-Train stuff you used to talk about?” Baird said jokingly as he dusted off the filth of dead Locust on his uniform.“Shiiiitttt son, You.