garrattj

Five-Minute fiction - 23:55-00:00

There are things going on here that Id rather not think about, Walton said as the door to the elevator hissed closed. I want that floor secured and any of those idiots who let Sheperd go in there, and didnt die, to be sequestered until departure. I dont need their incompetence endangering the mission, understood?

Capley nooded. The sergeant wasnt a man prone to talking. Some officers, especially those who were a little too big for their britches often took that as a sign of disrespect, and thus Capley had been sent packing. He couldnt be court-martialled, his service record was pristine. Rather his expertise and experience were shipped off to any unit lacking personnel. Walton hadnt known about the man before hed been sent the dispatch informing him of his newest sergeant, but Walton had liked the man almost immediately.

And dont let me catch you flapping those gums of yours to the prisoners. Loose lips and all that, Walton added his face a measured mask of concern.

The grin was fast, probably too fast to see, but Walton saw it nonetheless