Shortly after chatting with Vick about Sergio Reyes, I sent Vick images of my boot camp platoon—the full platoon, then cropped images of Reyes on the left side and me on the right. I even included arrows and our names. “Yeah, dude, that looks like Sergio. I’ll send you his number.”
A few days later, I dialed the number Vick sent over. While very little ever phases me, my nerves got the better of me as I listened to the line trilling. After a few rings, he answered. “Hello?”
“Hey man, I’m sorry to bother you, but I was looking for a Sergio Reyes from Marine Corps boot camp platoon 2097, 2nd Battalion, Echo Company.”
“You found him,” he said. Who’s this?”
When I introduced myself, his hesitation emphasized his…