Lt. Jake Gillen

I sat in my truck staring out the windshield watching the rain. At first I didn’t see him and when I did, I wondered what he was up to. Not too many people visited a graveyard at dusk, especially in the pouring rain. I wondered what he had tucked away in the large duffle bag he was carrying, guessing I’ll find out sooner or later. I wondered what his story was or if he was just plain up to no good. You know how college kids are always coming up with crazy hazing ideas.