Weapon Makers
Weapon Makers The intermittent whirring of tires crossing the metal grating of the drawbridge outside of Craig Snyder’s apartment was irritating him. The bridge connected Atlantic Highlands, NJ, to Sandy Hook National Park. Craig’s small apartment complex was next to the bridge on the Atlantic Ocean side of the Navesink River. His apartment was on the third floor, very close to the bridge. He lay there awake in the dark with the bedroom window open. He had gotten used to the whirring, and the more rhythmic distant waves crashing on the beach, but something had awakened him and now they were just annoying. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, thinking that he should get up and get a drink of water. After he stood up, he slowly realized that the ...