PART 1 I have millions in the bank now. I wear tailored suits, drive a German car, and run a consulting firm that…

Part 1 The knocking started at 2:17 AM. I was already awake. I’m always awake at 2:17. That’s the time the phone rang…

Part 1 The Sunday morning rush at the New Holland Central Diner was deafening. The clatter of silverware, the sizzle of bacon, and…

Part 1 “Is this some kind of joke?” The voice cut through the crisp morning air of Arlington National Cemetery like a serrated…

Part 1 “Is that the bride? In that thing?” The voice was loud, shrill, and impossible to ignore. It belonged to a woman draped in…

Part 1 The view from the 80th floor of the Collins Tower was breathtaking. Manhattan sprawled out below like a grid of diamonds…

Part 1 The gym smelled of expensive leather, eucalyptus, and the faint, metallic tang of unearned arrogance. It was one of those elite…

Part 1 You know that specific silence that falls over a room when someone who “doesn’t belong” walks in? It’s not quiet; it’s…

Part 1 The heat coming off the asphalt on Route 9 was enough to distort the air, turning the horizon into a shimmering…

Part 1 The air inside the mess hall of MCAS Miramar hung heavy with the scent of industrial cleaner, fried chicken, and the…