Don't be a fool and think you can change the picture I've drawn you of the future. Look at it this way. Most guys your age would be happy as fuck to get a picture of the future that looks as clear as this.
On a beautiful, foggy evening, Marine Corporal Palmer stands at the end of a pier, staring out over the ocean, waiting to meet his girlfriend Suzanne. Instead of meeting Suzanne, however, Palmer encounters Staff Sergeant Harry Wilde, who gives Palmer a stark choice: help Wilde's criminal activities, or be railroaded to jail on drug possession charges.
With Suzanne's help, Palmer flees to Mexico. Seven years later, ex-Sergeant Wilde is a rich drug dealer and gun runner, trading stolen Marine guns for the deadly synthetic heroin, fetanyl. The murder of the "mule" who brings the drug over the border leaves Wilde badly in need of a new courier. Fate delivers one in an encounter with Palmer in the small Mexican town of Wilde's supplier. Wilde holds all the cards and Palmer is desperate. Desperation, however, doesn't make Palmer as easy to control as Wilde thinks.
I was in a place where nothing mattered but one thing. It wasn't my life that mattered. Not my life, not anything but one thing. Nobody had any power over me, Sergeant. I was as free as those pelicans over there.
Throughout, Gaylord Dold tells a story driven by human characters, raw tension, and palpable suspense.
On a beautiful, foggy evening, Marine Corporal Palmer stands at the end of a pier, staring out over the ocean, waiting to meet his girlfriend Suzanne. Instead of meeting Suzanne, however, Palmer encounters Staff Sergeant Harry Wilde, who gives Palmer a stark choice: help Wilde's criminal activities, or be railroaded to jail on drug possession charges.
With Suzanne's help, Palmer flees to Mexico. Seven years later, ex-Sergeant Wilde is a rich drug dealer and gun runner, trading stolen Marine guns for the deadly synthetic heroin, fetanyl. The murder of the "mule" who brings the drug over the border leaves Wilde badly in need of a new courier. Fate delivers one in an encounter with Palmer in the small Mexican town of Wilde's supplier. Wilde holds all the cards and Palmer is desperate. Desperation, however, doesn't make Palmer as easy to control as Wilde thinks.
I was in a place where nothing mattered but one thing. It wasn't my life that mattered. Not my life, not anything but one thing. Nobody had any power over me, Sergeant. I was as free as those pelicans over there.
Throughout, Gaylord Dold tells a story driven by human characters, raw tension, and palpable suspense.
