The Wear and Tear of Uncredited Labor Behind the High-Contrast Lines of a Desert Standoff
CHAPTER 1: THE WEAPONIZED INCH “You sure you can handle that rifle without embarrassing the unit?” The words hit the back of Specialist Miller’s neck, dry and hot as the Fort Bliss wind kicking up alkali dust across Lane Four. She didn’t look up immediately. To look up was to acknowledge the weight of Sergeant…