The mayor tried to ruin me at the altar—until the pastor spoke a single name that brought the entire ceremony to a halt

complaint to the Department of Defense Inspector General.”

A cold sweat broke out across my the back of my neck. My knees suddenly felt like they were made of water. I grabbed the chair next to me to keep from collapsing.

“A complaint,” Chief Brody asked, taking a step closer to the altar, his cop instincts fully engaged now. “A complaint about what,continue reading …