Wil is systematically assembling his team. In some cases, he’s working with the dregs of the Marine Corps, but each member has unique skills necessary for the job.
Billy Wallace sat watching a Tri-D action vid, stuffing popcorn into his mouth.
“This is the best part!” He said loudly, popcorn falling out of his half open mouth. “Just look!” He slapped the fellow next to him.
The other Marine eyed him carefully, deciding whether to take offense. He shifted his weight, scooting further away from the overly excited Wallace and focused again on the movie.
Billy stood, spilling the rest of his popcorn, striking a pose like the actor on screen. “By the power of Thor, god of thunder, I swear!” He said in unison with the actor.
Laughing hoarsely, Billy flopped back down on the couch. “Cool! I fuckin’ love this movie!”
Billy Wallace was a distant descendant of…
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