Well I was planning on starting a blog before today anyway. But now I've got a reason to. See, one of my best friends and a fellow soldier fresh from a tour of duty in Iraq got married. He and his husband looked like the happiest couple I'd ever met. And now my friend is missing and his husband is dead. Not just dead. Mauled. Mutilated. Desecrated. Eviscerated. Nothing in Iraq prepared me for what the police showed me in the station. Cam is dead. Jake is missing. I knew something wasn't right at their wedding.
There was an attack. Cam's roommate and best friend was targeted by... I shouldn't say. But I don't believe Jake. I trust him with my life, I literally have. But on this one occasion, I don't think he's honest with me. Which is fine, everyone's entitled to their privacy. But outright lying to me, that's something new.
I don't know exactly what's going on. But I will find out. And those responsible will be held accountable.