The Black Mark
The tattoo on my left arm started burning the night I took the case, and I knew two things immediately: the thing they'd put in me during the war was waking up, and I was about to lose another client to a problem he couldn't afford. My name is Jack Morrison. Thirty-five years old, three years out of the Marines, two years out of a Navy hospital where they told me my PTSD was "adjustment...
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