Riley has arrived at the bridge and signals back that it’s all clear, then continues his job as point man by sprinting across and taking cover at the other side. He looks back again and waves to them to proceed before covering their advance.
It’s still before noon and Cathy has decided that today would be a day off for everyone. They deserved it apparently. Steve sits in one of four sun loungers holding a beer he had no intention of drinking. It’s not exactly sunny out, or warm, but no clouds was often enough of an excuse in Ireland to pretend it was summer. He is still wearing black combat fatigues and boots, despite Cathy’s insistence that he get some natural light to try to soften the pigment. She’d also insisted that the