His mind immediately went to another place. He could smell the scent of gun oil and feel the street under his boots. Fallujah. Watch your step. Mines everywhere. He could feel the buildings shaking from the bombs dropping. He would hear the sound, and then the dark sky would light up briefly as the world shook. The dark of the night was punctuated with the little staccato rhythm of high-powered rifles banging through the air. He could see them going off all around him. At first they looked a little like the fireflies that lit up the night by the pond on his ranch. God, he was so fucking scared. Why wouldn’t the dog stop barking? He was on the ground dying, and the dog just kept barking. “What was that?” Lucas’s voice pulled Aidan out of his memory. “Are you okay?” Aidan was sweating and shaking, and for a moment he had been back in that hellhole looking up at the sky, just knowing it was the last time. What had happened? Gunshot. He’d heard a gunshot. “Did a car backfire?”
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