I set my stainless steel water bottle next to the camera, its metal base dented from four years of truck rides.

I tapped my left thumbnail against my knuckles as I sized up the counter space with my eyes.

A physical fight was the only thing Trent understood.

A legal ambush was what Harry had in mind.

Neither of them knew how a reconnaissance team got ready for a target.

When you get ready for an operation, you don’t pack emotion.

You pack hard facts, clear lines of movement, and physical proof that can be checked.