Chapter 7

“So I’m told. Sometimes he surprises me, but hey. What do I know? I’m just an old Air Force guy. This guy, he can’t find Astrakhan on the map, but he can design molecule sized robots that patch up broken spines and talk about them in three languages.” Townsend chuckled and shook his head. “I’ve got to say, I’ve never had a charge I’ve liked so much before.”

“Really?” Ben knew that his tone was flat. He couldn’t help it.

“Don’t worry, bro. I’m not going to cross any lines. I’m not like that. This guy, though. He’s just so damn sweet, you know? He’s got a smile that just lasts for days.” Townsend sighed. “Sometimes you regret things about this job, you know?” He patted Ben on the shoulder. “I’ll send you the details in the morning. You look beat.”

“Thanks, man.” Ben watched as Townsend left the house.