Chapter 65:

GUS.

I am in my office, staring at the latest letter my mother sent me, it’s attached with photos of her vacation, I wouldn’t actually call it a vacation, because she likes to travel around, when my father died in the war, for a while, she fell into a pothole of depression, but then she decided she just wanted to travel around, and I supported her, because that's what make her happy.

Her face is all smiles angled from the shining sun in Mexico, she wore her signature sunglasses, in the letter, she wrote ‘love you, son.’ I love you too, mama. I wonder when she will come back to this pack; it’s been three years since I last saw her. Though, she mind-links with me.

I push the papers aside, making a mental note to write back to her as soon as possible. I shifted in my seat, papers sprawled around the table. I have been working, taking down notes, but still. Something doesn't feel right.

I sighed, I could use some water, but I have to keep working. The door creaks open, and I tap my pen im