Lucy D. Barker 6:13 p.m., May 23
Evan and Bingo walked into the room where the geek team of under 23s were. The Army youngster, Ann, was wrestling with her Navy counterpart, Johnny. Meanwhile, the CIA twenty something, was busy texting full speed. Evan shouted
The youngsters paid no attention. This was what was supposed to be a journey into the future. They lacked military discipline.
Evan looked at Bingo- full agreement. Evan rushed toward the CIA kidster and slapped the cell phone out out of his hand with the butt of his long gun. What did his long gun look like? None of your business, fool. What are you a detective? Looking to write a book, are you?
Hit the turf! Now!
The CIA problem child was apparently unwilling. Evan came up on him, and he pulled out a knife. Evan bapped him right across his jaw with the butt of his rifle, and down he went.