My jaw ached from the damn clenching.
What the f**k happened?
“How did the plane get stopped? They don't just f*****g do that," I asked aloud to myself as well as Patrick and Reid, my two most trusted employees. We'd been together since basic training. My father had all the money in the world to send me to college, but he thought the army was a better use of my time, making me respectable in the eyes of the law and the big money crowd in Chicago and beyond. The three of us ended up in the same recruiting class. Our backgrounds couldn't have been more different, but we each knew one thing. We knew how to survive.
Not just in combat but in your bunk at night.
It took brains, muscle, and guts. It took going it alone to prove you were worthy and watching your brother's back whenever he m
