My daughter called me, whispering through tears, Dad… Mom’s boyfriend and his friends are here. They’ve been drinking. Then I heard laughter—and her voice broke. I said, Lock your door. Ten minutes. I made one call. When we arrived, the look on his face said everything..... Jeremiah Phillips stood at the edge of Camp Pendleton's shooting range, the Pacific wind carrying the familiar smell of gunpowder and sea salt. Twenty years in the Marine Corps had carved away everything soft from both his bo