Jameson Miles The Stopover Novels & Stories

But the other part of me knew that when it was just him and I; he allowed his guard to slowly fall away. “I’d like that.” “Where are we going?” James had been silent for the entire drive. He looked surprisingly relaxed with one hand on the wheel and the other resting on his leg. We’d been driving for almost an hour. “Somewhere special,” he glanced over at me just as the corner of his lips curled, “I promise.” Another fifteen minutes passed before we pulled into the parking lot of a tiny mom and pop like diner in the middle of nowhere. I hadn’t seen a home in miles, and we had driven far outside of the city. Despite that, the parking lot was full.

replied James later but of course Hana was not that easy to believe it. "Don't talk to me anymore," Hana said then. Instantly James chose to stop his car on the side of the road which was quite quiet of course. Everyone rarely passed through that long road. Instantly it also made Hana wake up and stare at James because she felt that they had not arrived at their destination this time, "What's wrong? Why did you stop just like that?" James didn't answer. He was still staring ahead of him for now. Even he still did not answer the slightest question from the woman for now.

he verbalized and was about to leave again. "Thank you." Jameson stopped and glanced back to smile at him which felt like tapping his shoulder without doing so. Xander learned that word after eternal. At least, that's an achievement. 🔸🔸🔸

Riley sighed, "I hope you're right. Then what about Josh?" "Don't worry, our Sea Commander is already moving quickly to the Vernis Sea. He'll be waiting there," James replied. Before Riley could ask another question, James continued, "Reiner has already left for Mulic Train Station. He'll arrive there about an hour before the participants." Riley nodded in satisfaction, "And ... us?" "We can't leave before Thyme returns," James replied. "I understand," Riley replied. Seeing the worried look on his best friend's face, James immediately said, "They are talented soldiers, the smartest among the other soldiers. They will definitely survive."

He stopped, letting out a heavy, tired breath, and set the kit down on a steel crate. "The satellite link is completely secure, but I've shut down the external transmitters anyway," Vance reported, wiping a smear of grease and blood from his cheek. "The perimeter sensors are quiet. The Swiss team outside isn't coming. Without a signal from Zurich and without a payroll to back them up, they’re already scattering into the woods. The vultures don't work for free." "What about Jameson?" I asked. "He's safe," Vance nodded. "He cleared out of his safehouse ten minutes ago. He’s heading north toward a secure cabin in Maine. He’ll meet us there once the dust settles."

Yasmeen shrugged inwardly she agreed at his amusement; // That's one way to put it… Life, in general, was one giant oxymoron // Sighing James wondered, "And so how do we go to wherever we're supposed to go?" he asked. Yasmeen grinned, she jogged to the edge of the street, and she put both fingers in her mouth and with a piercing edge to it she whistled, as she turned around she grinned at James's consternation knowing at least three FC's stopped in front of her.

"But seeing how there is no where for you to go, I don't mind." He moved to the side allowing me to sit down first close to the window, taking his seat swiftly after me. I looked out the window at the beautiful outline of the mountains and pine trees as we drove by them. I closed my eyes, taking in a puff of fresh air. Inhaling the sharp limonene, sweet, and refreshing smell of the trees. "Where are we going" I ask James, still with my eyes closed. "It's a small city in Arizona, named Sedona. I should have told you sooner, I keep forgetting this is your first time" his voice sounding apologetic. "I think you will like it."

To a halt, after being knocked beneath by a pillar. “What is happening? Drive the car, the boy is getting away” the Special forces shouted at his partner in the driver's seat, he couldn't afford to lose the big benefits attached to it. When Miles and his father reached the airport, they alighted from the cars and walked towards the airport. “Miles” Miles heard someone calling his name, he turned around and looked towards that direction, his lips curled up. “Sneaky” he called out to her, Lycan's bodyguards were preventing her from coming any closer to them.

“Are you sure you’re okay on cash? I’ve got some stash in the back if you need it.” “I’m good, man. Thanks,” Kade said, his tone sincere. “You’ve done more than enough.” Miles gave a small nod and looked between us. “You two watch your backs, alright? If you need anything else, I’m just a call away.” I gave him another hug and smiled. “We won’t forget this.” “You better not.” He winked at me, then stepped back, signaling toward the jet. “Go before someone recognizes that pretty face and sells you out for gas money.”

James introduced warmly, "This is my new wife, Jasmine Young. You can just call her Jasmine." Miles remained calm, his tone still distant. "Ah, Mrs. Walton. Feel free to find a seat. The terrace is a bit narrow—it’s not convenient for a large group to sit and chat." I could feel the woman’s gaze lingering on me, as if she were curiously sizing me up. I looked up at Miles, puzzled. But, as always, his face revealed nothing. His emotions were unreadable, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. James led his wife to another table, though it was clear he was eager to strike up a conversation with Miles.