SILENT RANKS: The Recruit PART 1 The water hit me like a freight train made of ice and liquid concrete. For forty seconds,…
THE SILENT COMMANDER PART 1 The Brass Compass didn’t smell like a bar; it smelled like history rotting slowly in the North…
PART 1 The white tank top and faded Levi’s didn’t belong on a Marine Corps rifle range, and neither did I. I stood…
THE ANCHOR DROP PART 1 There are two versions of me. There is Kelsey Harlow, the veterinary technician who lives in Apartment 14…
THE PHANTOM OF IRONWOOD VALLEY PART 1 The morning frost crunched under my boots, a sound like breaking bones in the heavy silence…
The Ultraviolet Protocol PART 1 The air inside the Intelligence Center of the USS Meridian always tasted the same: recycled oxygen, burnt coffee,…
The Ghost in the Back Row PART 1 The parking lot of the Naval Recruit Training Command was a sea of shimmering heat…
PART 1 I am nobody. I am the furniture. I am the background noise. I am the gap between the important people. On…
The Ghost in the Warehouse PART 1 The first round didn’t sound like a gunshot. It sounded like a dry branch snapping under…
The Night Belongs to Me PART 1 The time was 2138 hours. That specific combination of numbers is burned into my retinas, glowing…