“I owe Jake a photo—he gave me one of the shooter up in this tree.” Terrell held out his phone and showed Ryan the image. Ryan raised his eyebrows. “Jake, you’re lucky you didn’t get shot.” “I’m half Irish, so lucky stuff like this happens to me all the time,” Jake said. “Or in your case, my brother, it might just be dumb luck,” Terrell said, and smiled. Ryan’s brows furrowed. “He’s your brother?” Terrell nodded. “My brother from another mother.” “One time when we were deployed overseas, I got shot and almost died,” Jake said. “But Terrell gave me a blood transfusion, and now we’re officially
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