HE TRIED TO EXPOSE ME—BUT THE COIN IN MY COLLAR ENDED HIS CAREER The first joke came before I even sat down. "If she’s a SEAL,” Turner laughed, “then I’m Santa at Coronado.” Laughter. A few glances. I ignored them—habit. Head high, eyes on the muted TV over the bar. Background noise: jazz, whiskey breath, the metallic clink of medals. I wasn’t supposed to stand out anymore. Paperwork, training reports, low-profile duty. That was the plan. One quiet hour at the officer’s club every Friday. Then g

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