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Now, as he approached the center of the arena, the crowd fell silent. A young corporal shouted at him to stop, but Cole kept moving. Pullman stepped into his path. “You need to leave now,” the sergeant warned. “This is a military working dog, not a pet. He’s dangerous.”
“I know,” Cole said, his voice raspy from disuse. “Do you?”
“I was. Marine Corps canine handler. Fifteen years.”
From the stands, Miguel shouted, “That’s Nomad! Check his file!” Pullman’s radio crackled. On the other end was Colonel Andrea Finch, watching from the command office. She had pulled up Cole’s classified service record: three Purple Hearts, a Combat Action Ribbon, and a specialty in high-risk K-9 rehabilitation. She also noted the 2012 medical discharge following the “Sangin Incident,” where two Marines and a dog died after a commander overrode the handler’s instincts.
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