They didn’t go far. They went hiking in a national forest, 45 minutes from the city, and returned that


    night.


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    They came back by minibus. ir slept on the way back, head bobbing to the bumps in the road.


    Suddenly, she heard someonein, “This traffic is murder!”


    “Should we get out and walk? We’re close to the school,” Joslyn suggested. It was bumper-to-bumper


    traffic. Try as they might, the line of cars stretched as far as the eye could see. ir and Joslyn could


    only wait in the minibus.


    ir, who was carsick, agreed to Joslyn’s suggestion right away.


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    They told the driver, and he kindly opened the doors for them and let them out. They started walking


    down the sidewalk.


    They talked as they walked.


    “I’m d we ditched the minibus. Those cars aren’t moving at all. There must be an ident,” Joslyn


    commented.


    ir looked ahead and then behind them.


    “I suppose so. Look at that— they must be Lined up outside the city.” The traffic in Alorith wasn’t


    usually this bad.


    They continued walking for a few more minutes. Then they heard sirens screaming. The police and


    emergency vehicles showed up on the scene.


    People had be impatient because of the traffic jam. Hearing the sirens, they fell silent. Since the


    emergency vehicles hade, they realized that someone must have been hurt. Something serious


    had happened.


    ir was soon able to see what was going on. There was a car ident.


    One car had plowed into another, caving in its back end. A military vehicle was also there.


    That section of the road had been cordoned off. A crowd gathered, as well as the usual EMTs and


    police. There were three emergency vehicles.


    The police and the firemen were all actively working. A few of them were out with signs and shlights,


    trying to redirect traffic and keep it flowing.


    Right then, another car pulled up. A woman got out of the Porsche and walked over to a man who was


    lying in the street and drenched in blood.


    “How did this happen? Why is he dead? Who did this? And you! You are soldiers. You save people.


    How could you let this happen?” she yelled like a crazy person, obviously distraught.


    People attempted to calm her down, but to no avail.


    ir and Wesley were doomed to meet at random.


    Like right now.


    The scene unfolding before her eyes made her sad. ir was going to walk away when she heard a


    familiar voice. He said to the grieved woman, “We know this is a difficult time for you. Sorry for your


    Loss.


    Your husband died during the ident. We wanted to save him, but we couldn’t—”


    The woman let go of the man in her arms, and shouted at Wesley,


    “Bullshit! You didn’t do your jobs! Is this how you operate? It’s a wonder you’re still alive.”


    The onlookers couldn’t stand her wild usations anymore. A murmur traveled through the crowd. But


    since she was grieving, none of them came forward to confront her.