“Remember the plan? Want to walk me through what you’re thinking right now? You have that look. Any concerns?” Dalton asked as they loaded the last of the fuel into the back of his truck.
“Tubbs Hill,” Graham said and both he and Dalton looked past the park and at the big treed rock where they’d often hiked along the lakeshore. It was a plan they’d had in place long ago. The highest ground, great visibility and coverage. Nothing better than a big forested rock bordered by a lake on one side.
Dalton nodded.
“We get good reception there, too. If you get stuck, call in. Then…the rest of it, Graham—we just need one. Do it as quickly and quietly as you can, then get the hell out of here and if you can’t, you know where to hide.”
Graham chuckled. “You mean the bar hidden behind the bookshelf below that old coffee shop off Lakeside?”
Dalton smiled, “That’s the one.”
“Yeah, they’ll never figure that one out,” Graham said with a lifted eyebrow.
“It’s worth a try. It’s covered in concrete.”
“I hope it doesn’t come to that,” Graham smiled.
Dalton slapped him on the back. “It won’t. Just don’t pick an ornery woman who wants to poke you with sharp pointy things to rip your lungs out.”
“I’m pretty sure those are the only ones they let carry guns. But agreed, I’ll try to pick an easy one.”
“Make sure whoever you pick, he has good veins,” Dalton said.
“Gosh, you’re terrible.”
Though they were joking Graham knew Dalton was worried. This wasn’t a perfect plan. This was a desperate plan and there was little chance he’d get out of it unscathed. Desperate plans never worked out well in the end. And for a moment, Graham wondered if that was why he volunteered to do it right away.
As Dalton began to walk away, Graham caught his arm. “Dalton…”
“Don’t even, man. We’re not having that discussion. You’ll be fine and if anything were to happen to you, you know I’ve got Tehya and Bang…hell, I’ll have to fight Rick for custody of the little munchkin.”
Graham chuckled because calling Tehya a munchkin was the thing she hated most. Nothing more needed saying. He only nodded.
“You just need one, Graham. Remember that.”
“How can I forget?”