James Rodriguez
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
His right hand never strayed far from his holstered sidearm.
Perimeter secure, he reported mechanically.
No movement since 0400.
I noted the slight tremor in his fingers, the sheen of sweat despite the cool morning air.
Add some rest before we move out.
I need you sharp.
He nodded but remained, standing at the edge of the command area, staring at something over my left shoulder.
Tosh.
His eyes didn't shift.
She's here again.
The hair on my neck rose.
I turned slowly, following his gaze to empty space between two supply crates.
There's nothing there, I said quietly, Jennifer.
His voice dropped to a whisper.
Standing right there, watching me, I stepped closer, keeping my movements deliberate.
Who's Jennifer?
A tear tracked down his weathered cheek.
Kandahar two years ago.
She was our translator.
Nineteen years old.