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Milksop
Tony had to admit that he’d never expected to see someone like this end up under their jurisdiction. With the strictures in the Navy and the Marines, he’d never expected a milksop to make it into the Navy or Marines. Or if one did, he never expected them to still embrace their effeminate qualities.
Of course, the milksop had ended up on their autopsy table. If the man hadn’t been so selfless, he’d still be alive today, but he’d stepped in to protect a young man who wore makeup similar to the officer from being picked on. He suspected that the petty officer hadn’t wanted the kid to experience the bullying he had.
Unfortunately, the other kids had gotten lucky and killed the petty officer. At least, that’s what Tony expected they’d find out after they investigated his murder from the few clues they had now.
