Another hot as shit day making tracks on the moon dust of Afghanistan, Josh Daniels held the leash slack as Luc stared ahead, pointed ears tracking forward. The dog’s military grade flack vest only made the heat worse.
Luc continued sniffing the trail ahead, alert for any movement, or aberration indicative of an IED. Josh allowed his buddy do his job in the utmost efficiency he’d come to respect as Luc’s way. He was ready to go home, but not to leave his K9 brother in arms.
With Josh’s tour finishing in a couple of months, it didn’t seem to be soon enough for Tina. She’d already started e-mailing photos of platinum engagement rings. How in the hell, he’d ever maintain her style of living without taking the proffered job at Big Daddy’s company, he didn’t know.
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