07-07-2014, 02:04 AM
"I don't see a problem at all. Then to Washington it is," Wolffe said as he checked once more his navigation charts to correct the speedboat's route. The boat tilted gently to the left and then kept on moving swiftly over the waves. The hunter checked the gas marker on the board. It was almost half empty. "I just hope we have enough to get to land..." He sighed once more gently, observing the remnants of a faint sunlight before night finally settled in. His eyes turned to the skies, quickly recognizing several constellations and stars. He smiled gently before shifting his eyes to Protegée, who was sitting on the deck's floor with her camera. Wolffe had heard her questions, but wasn't really sure how to answer them. He hesitated for a moment before replying carefully.
"I was studying in the USMC's Medical School. It has been the one and only thing to truly make me feel happy for my life, but it was also taken away."
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