98. Touch

Dotan...

It was a hot and sunny afternoon. Hayford had just closed from teaching school and was heading back home. He was walking rather lazily as he made his way home.

Things were beginning to get boring and boring with the mission. There had been no lead so far and right now they were trying to see if they would relocate or stop the mission entirely. It was a little confusing that they had been on the mission for almost a month and there had been nothing useful found.

Honestly he had already started having doubts as to whether someone was manipulating their plans just as Fernando used to. And he had already started his own underground investigations looking into that.

He got to his compound and stepped into the small veranda in front of his room. Fiddling a little with the lock, he opened his door and stepped in the room.