Chapter 798: The Big Woman of the Federation
After leaving Lynch’s villa and returning home, the sergeant took off his heavy gear and sank heavily onto the sofa.
After a moment, he stood up again and grabbed a bottle of beer from the kitchen.
It was a bit cold, but just right for him.
The bulletproof vest, pistol, spare magazines—these things were so heavy that only after taking them off could he truly relax.
Maybe he made a bit of noise because his wife opened the door and came out from the bedroom, standing by the railing on the second floor watching him.
They exchanged glances for a moment before she came downstairs and sat beside him.
“You seem off,” she said. Though often away, as his wife, she knew him well enough to tell something was wrong.
She immediately noticed the unusual mood. He rarely drank beer right after coming home—it might affect his sleep and make him feel unwell the next morning.
He only drank to relax on his days off, and tomorrow clearly wasn’t one.