Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 233

The person in the wheelchair sensed someone approaching and turned their head slightly, but didn't turn far enough for me to be able to see their face.

"I wondered how long it would be before you found me," the voice said. It was quiet and soft and the vocal cords had 17 more years on the clock than the last time I heard it, but it was Lieutenant Frank Rivers.

He turned his head to glance at me. He looked so old, about twenty years older than he should've looked. I wondered if I appeared the same way to him...