Framed by C.P. Smith

Description : Framed
Swirling blue and red lights danced across the bricks outside of St. Elmo’s Fire. The lights only intensified Kade’s pounding head as he was shoved into the backseat of a police cruiser. Six hundred minutes. That’s all it took ex-SEAL Kade Kingston to find trouble his first day home. He’d managed to survive covert operations in the hostile mountains of Afghanistan, only to be brought down by a baseball bat.

“Jesus, what a clusterfuck,” Kade groaned, leaning back against the seat.

“My brother didn’t kill anyone,” Kyle shouted from outside the car. “He’s a war hero, for Christ’s sake.”

“Kyle!” Kade barked from the open door before they closed it, “call Prez before they fly out.”

“I thought you said they were leaving for an eighteen-month deployment?”

“They are, but I need them to know what’s happening before they leave.”

The door slammed on his words. Kyle put his hand up to the cruiser’s window as the officer climbed in the front, so Kade did the same. He and Kyle were close; had looked out for each other since the day they’d watched their mother walk away.

Kade held his brother’s eyes as the cruiser pulled away. When he lost sight of him, he closed his eyes to the pounding in his head. “Jesus. Six hundred fuckin’ minutes is all it took for trouble to find me. Seems like old times,” Kade mumbled.

Thinking back over the night, he knew if he had the first five hundred minutes back, he would have only had one drink instead of the multiple shots the bar patrons had bought to wee him home. He’d have been clear-headed then and would have forced Sutton into telling him what the hell was going on with him. As it stood now, he...
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