Chapter 3 - The Men of Kandahar
Lowering his sharp salute, Senior Pentagon Official Harrison Reed reached out and gently shook Clarissa's hand, his eyes filled with profound admiration.
"The men from Kandahar still speak of your bravery, Colonel," Harrison Reed said softly, his voice carrying over the silent courtyard. "You saved my son's life when his convoy was ambushed three years ago. The United States Military owes you a debt that can never be fully repaid."
The fifty defense contractors and corporate executives surrounding the casket gasped in absolute shock.
Julian took a step back, his face turning pale as he realized that the sister he had mocked for a decade was a revered national hero among the top brass of the Pentagon.
Clarissa wiped a single tear from her cheek, standing tall with unshakeable poise as she looked her trembling father straight in the eye.
"You meet certain people on the worst day of their lives, Dad," Clarissa said quietly, her calm tone chilling Arthur to his core.
Arthur tried to fix his posture, fumbling with his silk necktie as he tried to regain control of the situation. "Harrison... General Reed! There must be a misunderstanding! My daughter never told us she was promoted!"
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"She didn't need to brag to you, Arthur," General Reed replied coldly. "Her service speaks for itself. And today, I am here on official Pentagon orders to deliver your father's true final mandate."
👉 Read Part 4 to discover the key object hidden inside General Reed's pocket.
