Jane Choate - The Littlest Witness

“Don’t worry. I’ll keep up.”

“That’s not what I said.”

“Did you stop whatever you were doing in Delta because one of your team had a boo-boo?”

“Of course not, but—”

“Then give me the same respect and let me take care of myself.”

“Have it your way.”

Caleb turned his back to her and resumed walking. If he slowed the pace a bit, well, he was carrying an extra sixty-five pounds, wasn’t he, conveniently ignoring the fact that he’d carried much heavier weights for much longer times. It had nothing to do with Shelley’s injury. Nothing at all.

Within another hour, it became obvious that they weren’t going to make it out of the woods anytime soon.

Shelley’s pace had slowed to a near crawl. Though she hadn’t said anything, and he figured she’d die before she’d complain, the labored breaths she took told their own story.

He assessed the circumstances as he would any op, his brain already starting to break down the situation. Consider the options. Weigh the pros and cons. All in under thirty seconds. Deltas were trained to act quickly and decisively. A delay of even a minute could cost lives.

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