Right now, he should be out of his mind with happiness, but not this time. Nick still wasn’t running on all cylinders. As long as they’d been serving together, each member of their trio had fulfilled his assigned part to play. Nick was the calm one, Leif worried over the details, and Spence was the one who took all the chances. Somehow, when he wasn’t looking, it appeared he and Nick had traded jobs. And if Spence was being the sensible one, God help them all. At least for now, things were under control because they were stuck in between other vehicles in the patrol, playing follow-the-leader back to camp. Evidently Nick felt differently about the situation. “Damn, I’m tired of eating everybody else’s dust. Turn at that next corner and cut over to the other road back to camp. The rest of the patrol will catch up with us eventually.” Nick pointed up ahead to a small side street, the kind barely wide enough for their vehicle to fit down with only a foot or so of clearance on either side.
