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It's A Good Day To Die Chapter 3 Alternate
Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Death, Murder, Non-Erotic, Romance, Violence, Author: Hawkrider, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com
and I hold that trigger down watching his chest and head explode into a fine red mist. I smile at a job well down. We call in our chopper and I ask BW to grab Bear's legs. He looks at me. "This was our brother and he will get a proper burial." Pol tells BW to do it The chopper comes two minutes later and we saddle up. I look at Bear's body and wonder how I will tell Lisa that her father was dead. A week later outside Lisa's house: Once we got back to HQ I found the letter addressed to Lisa. I had $3ct10n8 find out where she lived. He tells me Nashville,TN. I take a car and drive there. I arrive outside her house around noon and walk to the door. I see the door open up and a young lady comes out and she looks like she is going to work. "Are you Lisa Jones?" She looks at me "Yes and how can I help you?" I look at her as I speak "I served with your father. It is my unfortuate duty to tell you that he has past away in the line of duty." She looks at me and laughs "I'm glad that asshole is died. It's because of him my mother died." I look at her and I walk to her grabbing her by the throat slamming her into the house as I lean close "You little whore. You were the only thing on his mind since he sent you to live with the druggie whore's mother. He always hoped that one day you'd forgive him." I look her into the eyes,"This is his letter to you. You will read it NOW." She looks at me with fear nodding. I hand ... it to her and she opens it and reads it. She starts to cry as I look at her puzzled. I help her inside and she hands it to me. The letter was basically Bear telling her that he was sorry for being a bad father and that he sent her to live with her grandmother since he knew he'd screw up her life. He hoped that she had a good life and that she continued to have a good life. He tells her that everyday he wanted to call her but his failure to save her mother drove him to abandon her. As I read this I hug her and tell her I'm sorry. She nods as she tells me thank you and she is sorry that I had also lost him. I drive back to HQ and shake my head as I start working on Bear's last unfinished project....a Barrett M107. I smiled to myself, just watch this Bear. When she's done you'll go Schoolboy did this and I taught him everything he know. I get to work on finishing the little darling. The next few months just pass by with us doing one mission after another. We lose Littlefoot in Iraq and Blastproof in Bulgeria in a conflict. Long Range would leave us in Panama. I have lost four brothers within the last three months. I'm not scared of dying....just of being the last one alive. We get the call and off we head for the next mission to be an easy one and comeback. The next three and a half months are fun being flown all across the world to do what no sane person would do. Before I know it we are in December. We do one mission and $3ct10n8 is ...