Chapter 36
Kelly gasped for air as he ran towards the Washington monument in the warm summer sun. Kelly tried his best to stay inconspicuous as he walked through the historic site to meet up with his friend Todd Beacon. Nagging thoughts taunted Kelly as he tried to regain his strength. “Who killed Senator Anderson? Was it the international terrorist named Martinez or maybe the assassin was a fellow brother in arms from our old platoon. Kelly’s mind was besieged with terror as he pondered if the platoon’s secret had been finally revealed.
The names of John’s fellow comrades flickered in his memory as sorrow swirled in his soul. John’s tortured past was suddenly thrust back into his life. The devilish deeds that Kelly committed during the last great war abruptly resurfaced and placed a stranglehold on his soul. The devilish memories Kelly thought he had suppressed, so long ago with drugs and alcohol, had suddenly resurfaced and lurked inside his tortured mind. Unfortunately for Kelly, he will never really forget the horror of war. John’s horrible memories of the past was abruptly eclipsed when Todd rejoined him at the base of the Washington monument.
“We have to blend in with the other tourists,” Kelly whispered to Todd.
Todd searched the crowd suspiciously and methodically as he wiped the sweat off his brow.
“What happen?” Todd demanded.
“I am not sure; but I don’t think we are alone on this quest.”
“What do you mean we're not alone?” Todd nervously pulled out his gun and searched for the FBI.
“No, Todd,” Kelly pleaded as he grabbed Todd’s right arm. “Calm down, we are alone for now, but somebody killed Senator Anderson.”
Todd’s mind was swirling in paranoia and bewilderment as he said, “Who do you think killed our old Sargent?
A deceptive smile crossed Kelly’s face as a park ranger passed by. Kelly’s suspicious eyes followed the Park Ranger till he was out of sight. Kelly whispered to Todd, “I think the senator was killed by someone from our old platoon.”
“Wait a minute, You’re saying one of our friends from the platoon killed Kevin Spencer and our old sergeant Jefferson Anderson?”
Kelly’s felt betrayed and angry at the thought that one of his friends could be a murderer.
Todd’s heart flared with uncontrollable rage, resentment and animosity as he uttered, “How could one of our army buddies kill Kevin?”
Kelly felt anger, confused and betrayed as he pondered who killed his friends. Kelly and Todd found shelter from their torment and anguish at McFadden pub.