by AngelaWhite

Created on: January 11, 2011

“This is Safe Haven. We are a convoy of American Red Cross survivors who will help if we can no matter your age, race, location, or injuries. Does anyone copy?” There was silence after Mitch’s loud voice and Adrian could feel the alcoholic fingering the button, wanting to move on and be done with this round of calls, and then there was a pause where he’d known instinctively that an answer was coming and waited, instead of garbling the transmission. Definitely one of the best before and despite his glaring flaws, probably was the best now. 

“SOS, Safe Haven! Need a military escort to the nearest compound. Will pay any price!” The words were surprising clear considering the awful clamor of background noise and static, and Adrian liked Mitch’s answer.

“There are no compounds taking in survivors that we know of and American’s help first and ask questions later. Stand by while I get the boss.”

“Can’t. Battery’s dyin. There must be some place taking in refugee’s.” The ex-dispatchers voice was quick, pointed.

“Yeah, us.”

“But, if you’re Red Cross, who do you get your orders from? Where are they?”

“Those aren’t questions for me. I just work the radio. What’s your situation?”

“Bad. People are hurt, sick. Supplies are gone, food’s real low. Where are you? Close?”

“That’s another one I won’t answer on open waves. You need to talk to the boss. Call back and we’ll get him quick but for now, what’s your message?” There was a long pause and then there came a tired voice full of despair that made Adrian’s heart demand that he take action, save them.

“I’m overloaded. I can’t describe it. We need protection, a way out to someplace safe. Tell him we’re American citizens begging for his…” The transmission ended suddenly and Mitch shut off the tape.

“Figured they went dead.” Adrian looked at the waiting alcoholic.

“You did a great job. Get me right away when he calls back.” Red nose swelled, Mitch was all shit-eating grin at the praise.

“You got it, A-Man. Catch you later?” Adrian forced himself to nod and was glad when the suck up was gone.

    Kenn and Adrian went to his semi,(Always in the lead) and the blond climbed behind the wheel, leaving the door open as he got settled, mind racing.

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