Chapter 32: Vert Gang

"My mom?" Otto Nicholson's heart skipped a beat. Growing up, he had asked his old man more than once about his mother. Every time the subject came up, his father dodged the question with one excuse or another. To this day, Otto didn't even know her name. "Things between your parents are complicated," Byron said. "It's not my place to spell it all out. But I can tell you this: without the military department backing your father, he never would have married your mother. You wouldn't be here." He...