Chapter 114
“What did the sunset look like?”
That was another question Jake hadn’t expected. “You’ve seen it. You were putting it on my back.”
“Tell me anyway,” Gabriel said.
“It was orange,” Jake said flatly. “Dark orange, with smoky clouds in front of the sun. Iraqi sunsets seemed to always look like that. They were nice, but after a while you mostly stopped noticing. I remember being annoyed at how it reduced visibility out of the cockpit.”
“Did it make it hard to fly?”
“Not really. But I wasn’t the one flying. Sam was, since he was the pilot-in-command. Boom-Boom—Gwen, I mean—and Mike were in the back.”
“Why was Gwen called Boom-Boom?”
Jake smiled a little. “She was a redhead, and I know everyone says redheads have bad tempers, but she really did. Except on missions. Then she was calmer than any of us.”
“She sounds like Hype,” Gabriel said. “With the temper, I mean. Was Mike a medic, too?”