My father-in-law and his eight sons b/ea/t my pregnant wife until she lost our baby… then laughed outside her ICU door, mocking me as a “worthless, broke soldier.” They had no idea I wasn’t just any soldier-I was the commander of a black-ops hit squad. As my phone buzzed with a message reading “Target confirmed,” I looked at them and whispered…

the panicked security guards rushing the lobby doors. They breached the hospital entrance in a flawless diamond formation, their eyes locked upward toward the fourth floor. Toward me.

Taking point at the head of the formation was a man operating under the callsign Ghost, my squad’s premier cyber-warfare and communications specialist. He was a literal continue reading …