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Laurel Ridge Apartments
Deep in the night, as Stone slept on the couch, what had started as a dream melted into the etchings of a nightmare. As the terrors began, his body thrashed on the narrow couch until the sheet he had draped over himself flipped onto the floor.
In the dream, he relived something from his past, a horror that had occurred at a remote bunker at Incirlik Air Base in Turkey. It was the same scene Stone had never been able to get out of his mind. In it, his partner and best friend, Charlie Ochoa, was in the midst of a mental breakdown. Their operation had gone wrong, very wrong. It had been an assassination order targeted at a high-priority terrorist subject, and through his sniper rifle, Ochoa had accidentally shot a woman holding a baby.
Ochoa screamed, “Stay out
