IED Attack
The disaster came in the name of an IED attack. On his last breath, Ricky begged Griff to see their plan through. In tears, Griff nodded, frantically trying to put pressure on Ricky’s chest.
Sitting in the restaurant alone, the memory came to the Marine, so vivid that he ate back a whimper.
He could still smell the stench of burnt flesh and melted metal. He wouldn’t stop until he saw his promise through.