Two hours after Kane had gotten the call from Marcus, his lips curled up with the makings of a smile as he stood up and began to walk in the direction of Joy’s home.
He had been at the river all day, reading, just like he and Diane used to do every weekend when she was younger.
Now she was grown up and maybe hated him a little because he was with May. They were slowly drifting apart, but it was for her protection, he could sacrifice that much.
As Kane walked, he felt a strange feeling wash over him, not the type that Anna’s presence would stir in him but one that made him feel like something was wrong.
Something was coming, or someone, he couldn’t tell but he could feel it and he knew it was in no way safe for anyone.
War.
His father had taught him from a very tender age to sniff it
