Capítulo 29: Chapter 29

January 2020

He sat in the passenger seat of a Humvee, assault rifle propped against his shoulder as he watched the line of military tanks and vehicles form a convoy on the outskirts of Washington, DC. Congress and the Senate had all been given orders to remain in the Capitol. Families were notified that the representatives would not be coming home until things were declared safe.

"This is fucking messed up, Atwood," Julian Holt muttered from the driver's seat.

"Agreed." Lincoln glanced at his friend. He'd been with Julian since they were both in their twenties and recruited into Delta Force.

"How long will everything be like this?" Julian asked, his light brown eyes full uncharacteristic worry.