Thirty Veterans in Leather Vests Arrived at My Front Door on Tuesday Morning

said, closing the ledger with a dull thud. “But I cannot hire anyone who might have to leave the area next week.”

I did not answer him, my hand resting on the counter. I turned and walked out of the office, the bell chiming behind me.

The gravel of the parking lot crunched under my shoes as I walked toward my car. A large black motorcycle was parked continue reading …