PART 1 The heavy steel door of our clubhouse didn’t just open; it groaned. It…
PART 1: The Storm Outside and In The rain wasn’t just falling; it was assaulting…
PART 1: THE GHOST IN THE SCRUBS The first thing you learn in a combat…
PART 1 The vibration in my pocket felt like a detonator. In my line of…
PART 1 The desert heat here isn’t just hot; it’s a physical weight, pressing down…
PART 1: The Ghost in the Commissary Dawn at Fort Braxton always breaks with the…
PART 1: The Ghost in the Machine I am a ghost. I haunt the polished…
PART 1: The Weight of Chrome and Bone The asphalt was a ribbon of black…
PART 1: THE GHOST IN THE GARAGE The smoke didn’t just rise; it writhed. It…
PART 1 The salt-laced wind of Coronado whipped across the training grounds, but I kept…