PART 5
Tank set his tray on my table without asking.
Then he sat across from me like the chair had surrendered.
“I’m Senior Chief Rodriguez,” he said. “Navy SEAL.”
I looked up.
“Congratulations.”
One soldier coughed into his fist.
Tank’s smile twitched.
“Something funny?”
“No,” I said. “I just assumed you wanted applause, and I didn’t bring any.”
The table behind him went very still.
His eyes narrowed.
“You civilian?”
“Today.”
May you like
“That’s not an answer.”
“It is. You just don’t like it.”
