Her heart skipped a beat as the realization hit her like a freight train. The insignias… they were in fact not anywhere close to the true insignias of the military. A cold chill ran down her spine. The man she had so proudly given her seat to, the man she had believed without question was an army veteran, wasn’t from the army.
He wasn’t even close to being an army veteran. And in that moment, everything made sense—the hesitation, the nerves, the complete lack of confidence in a crisis. This man wasn’t who he had appeared to be. A wave of embarrassment and anger surged through her, tightening her chest.