I wanted to have a part in loading the boat, simply because if I knew where things were being placed and an emergency came up, then there’d be no delay in getting to what was needed. Not that the entire mission wasn’t just a rolling emergency. But, even...
I called Tony, and before he could say a word, I read him the riot act about his inclusion of Marcinko on the mission in any way. “You done now?” was all he responded with. “I breathed in and out deeply. Marcinko and the others, including the...
I sat thinking while inside the Jeep while Marlowe waited to find out if he was to live or die. There was no real decision to make. His firing at me, even though he wasn’t a sniper, should have taken me out earlier, no matter how I dodged and squirmed. Short-range...
I stopped at the edge of the parking lot, the dust and debris from the departing CH-53 helicopter downdraft settling around me. Marcinko stood in front of me, looking like some kind of imitation Marlin Brando kind of Harley guy, his hair in a bun at the back of his...
I felt the slightest of tugs against my back, as if little nudges to let me know that more pulling was to come, which I knew to be true, although the oxygenation of the liquid I was breathing wasn’t completely compatible with clear thinking. Mentally, I asked myself...