The Ghost in the Machine: Protocol 7 PART 1 The weight of an F-15E Strike Eagle is sixty-eight thousand pounds when fully loaded,…
THE COMMANDER CALLED ME A “USELESS RELIC” — HE HAD NO IDEA I WAS WEARING THREE STARS UNDER MY CARDIGAN They say the…
THE SILENT STORM: When the Major Ordered Them to Break My Nose PART 1: The Ghost in the Glass House The North…
THE GHOST OF SENTINEL RIDGE PART 1 The dust in Afghanistan doesn’t just sit on the surface of things; it invades you.…
The Ghost in the Chamber: They Thought I Was Just a Civilian PART 1 The wind was gusting at eleven miles per hour…
The Silent Promise PART 1 The barracks changing room smelled of bleach, old concrete, and the specific kind of rage that comes…
The General in Blue Scrubs PART 1 The fluorescent lights of Valley Memorial Hospital always hummed with a frequency that grated against my…
PART 1: The Mathematics of Silence Camp Dwyer sat in the Helmand Province like a festering wound that refused to heal. It…
THE STARS BENEATH THE CYAN PART 1 The Pentagon Athletic Center at 0530 smells like a mix of stale rubber, industrial disinfectant,…