Chapter 2 - The Reserved Front Chair
Ryan smoothed his white uniform, chuckling as he stepped away with their mother. Derrick stood motionless, his dark eyes tracking them as they took their seats in the second row.
Over the auditorium speakers, a senior Commander’s voice boomed softly across the crowd.
"We are honored to introduce today's Keynote Officer pinning the Tridents..."
The camera cut to the front VIP reserved chair next to the stage. Attached to the leather headrest was a polished gold name plaque reading: COMMANDER DERRICK.
Ryan and his mother were laughing, enjoying their front-row view, oblivious to the plaque inches away.
Derrick smoothed his dark suit jacket, stepping into the main aisle. High-ranking officers lined up along the pathway suddenly stood at attention.
Four-star Admirals raised their right hands in crisp, formal salutes as Derrick walked past them.
Mother's smile froze in absolute horror. She gasped, grabbing Ryan's forearm so hard her knuckles turned pale.
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"Ryan... why... why are the Admirals saluting your brother?!" she whispered in terror.
👉 What terrifying truth has Derrick been hiding from his family for the past seven years?
