Thomas Brennan had spent six years living under a bridge in Greenville. His life had crumbled after losing his wife and daughter, leaving him homeless and broken. Then, unexpectedly, he inherited a remote cabin from his late uncle.
Within days, a group of hunters arrived, mocking the “homeless owner” and challenging him: five shots at eight hundred meters, or lose the cabin. Among them was Garrett Mitchell, a former Marine officer who didn’t recognize the quiet danger before him.
Thomas picked up the rifle. His hands trembled at first, but the moment he steadied, years of sniper training came rushing back. Shot by shot, he hit the target perfectly—five rounds, one hole, eight hundred meters. The hunters were stunned; Garrett collapsed in disbelief.
That night, Thomas sat on the cabin porch with coffee in hand, hands finally steady, feeling something he hadn’t in years: peace. He’d lost everything, yet reclaimed his honor and his home—quietly, with deadly precision.