My jaw ached from the damn clenching.

What the fuck happened?

“How did the plane get stopped? They don’t just fucking do that,” I asked aloud to myself as well as Patrick and Reid, my two most trusted employees. We’d been together since basic training. My father had all the money in the world to send me to college, but he thought the army was a better use of my time, making me respectable in the eyes of the law and the big money crowd in Chicago and beyond. The ...