• Jacob the brave. Jacob the foolish. So many times before had I heard myself say those words. Now, I was barely choking them out. My hands were covered in his blood and he was lying lifeless in my lap. Tears wouldn't help anything so I kept them at bay. I had no time for them now either way.

    Jacob had been my closest friend. Working in the same unit for so long does that I guess. Still, he'd only told me a little about himself.

    After being an Army Ranger and a Navy Seal... how could he die now, a member of the CIA, by far the least dangerous of the three.

    No. I knew the answer. He'd protected me. Took the show that had been aimed for me.

    Why?

    Jacob the brave. Jacob the foolish. A Ranger, a Seal, a friend.... and brother.

    This is my letter to you.

    I will avenge you.