Part 1: The Cry That Changed Everything
Rain fell in relentless sheets over Westport Harbor, smearing the neon glow of dock lights into ghostly streaks. Nathan Cole, a fifty-two-year-old retired American veteran, had just finished his late-night shift at the shipping yard. The job had been exhausting, but he liked the routine, the silence, the feeling of walking through the harbor while the world slept. Life, he’d learned, was about staying out of trouble—trouble that wasn’t yours.
