Chapter 2

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They heard Penny ring the bell and everyone around them cheered.

"Oh, come on," Hangman said as he took his shot. He stood up and said, "What do we have here?"

A woman walked in with two men following her.

"If it ain't Phoenix! And here I thought we were special, Kami."

Caroline rolled her eyes. "You're special alright, Hangman."

Hangman ignored her comment and leaned back on the pool table. "Turns out the invite went to anyone."

"Fellas, this here's Bagman," Phoenix said.

"Hangman."

"Whatever."

Caroline could get to like Phoenix. She loved anyone who put Hangman in his place.

"Boys, you're looking at the only naval aviator on active duty with a confirmed air-to-air kill."

"Please don't inflate his ego any more than it already is," Caroline said.

"Mind you, the other guy was in a museum piece from the Korean War."

"Cold War," Coyote corrected her.

"Different wars, same century," one of the guys with Phoenix said. His uniform said "Fitch."

"Not this one," the other said. His uniform read "Garcia."

Caroline laughed. "I think I just found my new best friends."

"Who are your friends?" Coyote asked.

"Payback," Fitch said.

"Fanboy," Garcia said.

"Hey Coyote," Phoenix said.

"Hey."

Phoenix turned to Caroline, who wasn't in uniform.

"Caroline Kazansky," Caroline supplied.

Fanboy's eyes went wide. "You're the Admiral's daughter!"

Caroline had a feeling she was gonna get sick and tired of hearing that.

Phoenix cocked her head to the side. "Who's he?"

"Who's who?" Coyote asked.

Phoenix turned to the bespeckled aviator who was wiping peanuts from his uniform pants.

"When did you get in?"

"I...I've been here the whole time."

So not only was the aviator cute, he also had a cute accent.

"The man's a stealth pilot," Hangman joked.

"Literally," Coyote said.

The joke was lost on him unfortunately.

"Oh, Weapon Systems Officer, actually."

And he was a WSO? This guy kept getting better and better.

"With no sense of humor," Hangman said. Hangman handed his pool cue to Phoenix and walked away.

"What do they call you?" Phoenix asked.

"Bob," he said.

"No, your callsign," Payback told him.

"Uh...Bob."

"Bob Floyd. You're my new backseater? From Lemoore?" Phoenix asked.

Bob nodded. "Looks like it. Yeah."

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