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the base, each one of them carrying a small box
of merchandise to sign and hand out and set up at the Chaplain’s area.
    “Good
Morning, Camp Sentinel. We heard there were some amazing soldiers who couldn’t
make the show. Unfortunately we can’t bring the show to you. Hope our ugly mugs
will do. We have an hour to sign autographs and shoot the shit before we’re due
back for our flight to the US. Let’s get this party started.” Garrick knew how
to deliver a line to rev everyone up.
    For
the next hour, they handed out T-shirts, signed CDs, took photographs, and
enjoyed their moments visiting.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Jackson woke to the
feeling of suffocation. Blurry eyed, he looked up into the angry face of his
friend with a hand wrapped around his throat. He curled his forearm around the
wrist blocking air from his lungs and pried it loose with leverage, clipping
Garrick in the chin with his elbow. He took out his ear plugs and focused on
his friend, not the loud plane motor heading to Germany.
    “What the fuck is your
problem?” Jackson wheezed his question.
    Garrick cracked his jaw
and tackled him over the seat.
    “The fuck. Friends
don’t lie to each other. What the fuck is going on back home with my sister?” Even
up close and personal, he could barely hear Garrick’s rant.
    “Man, calm down before
they land this bitch and throw us off the fucking plane.” Shea pointed to the officers
taking interest in their argument. With the noise, they couldn’t hear what was
going on and if his boy didn’t chill out, there would be a situation. Jackson
sat up and passed an irritated gaze to his other bandmates. At least they were
alone in their own section. Garrick cupped his hand to his ear and spoke loud.
    “My voicemail is full,
my text messages are full. My family is in an uproar and no one knows where the
hell my sister is. Dude, I swear if she’s hurt somewhere I’ll pound your ass
into the ground, friend or not, and then I’ll pound the rest of you for keeping
me in the dark,” Garrick railed, pointing a finger at each one of them.
    “And you wonder why we
didn’t tell you in Afghanistan? Seriously? We have seven hours left on this
damn plane. The last thing we wanted was you going all Hulk on us.”
    “I don’t go that far. What
is all this shit online about Carlie?”
    “Why are you asking me?
And why the hell are you attacking me?” Jackson snarled, removing his seatbelt.
“Get out of my face.”
    “Shit is getting real.”
Shea grabbed Garrick by the back of his arms and pulled him out of Jackson’s
personal space. “Take a time out, bro.”
    “Told you both we
should’ve told him on the base.” Jimmy moved over to help Shea handle their
front man. Him being the voice of reason annoyed the hell out of Jackson.
    “Carlie made a mistake
while she was on break from school and it’s caused a huge stir back home.”
    “What kind of mistake?”
    “Nothing bad. Well by
my definition at least. I mean she’s a college girl and college girls like to
experiment and figure out things themselves. That’s what happens when anyone
moves away from home for the first time. She just happened to do something
publically that got her expelled from college.”
    “Carlie is responsible.
What the hell could she have done that has my entire family screaming at me
through my phone?”
    “No one has told you or
shown you?” Jackson couldn’t believe that.
    “No. Everyone is giving
me cryptic texts, not telling me a damn thing. When I called they all evaded every
question I asked and it’s pissing me the hell off. I want to know right now. ”
    “Like I said…we have
seven hours left on this flight and another eight hours from Germany to home.
Why don’t you go back to sleep and we can hash over the details of what
happened once we land safely in Germany.”
    “She posed naked in a
magazine,” Jimmy supplied.
    Jackson growled and
shot him a scathing look. “Thanks,