Chapter 38. The Saviour

After the awkward moment in the watch-hut, Gomez seemed to have disappeared off the face of the Earth. He stopped answering my mind-links; which is out of the norm. I had no cellphone to contact him on, making things more difficult. Even Dad and Uncle Jerry were worried. "Hector hit the road." Claire frowns, wiping her hands on her apron. I stopped by the mansion to quiz her about Gomez's whereabouts. "He came to the mansion in the middle of the night and asked Kurt to authorise his absence. Then...he left." I've been on double patrols to make up for the ones I missed, and covering all that territory twice over is hard work. With Gomez gone, I'm getting a dose of why I should never leave him in the lurch with pack duties. In the rare moments that I get a food break during my busy schedule, I thought it would be best to be a diligent recruit and drop my 'apology' letter off to Kurt. Size twelve font, double-spaced and Times New Roman. Take that, assface. I even