Chapter 3 - The Man at the EdgeThe man Tank had been walking toward was named Cole.
Once, Tank had trusted him with his life.
They had fought beside each other.
Drank beside each other.
Buried brothers together.
Cole had been there the night Tank was forced to leave.
He had sworn the pregnancy wasn't real.
He had sworn Tank's woman had betrayed him.
He had sworn there was nothing waiting for Tank except prison, disgrace, and death.
Tank had believed him.
For years.
Now Cole couldn't meet his eyes.
“Say something,” Tank growled.
Cole's lips parted.
Nothing came out.
The other men began shifting uneasily.
The little girl stepped behind Tank.
“He knows,” she whispered.
Tank turned.
“Knows what?”
The girl pulled a small envelope from inside her jacket.
“My mom told me to give you this only if you came back.”
Tank stared at the envelope.
His name was written across the front.
May you like
In handwriting he hadn't seen in nine years.
His hands began to shake.
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