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excelled as a marine, going through boot camp as one of the sergeant's favorites. He was also the best shot in the camp. Little quiet Danny became a kick-ass soldier. He thrived on the machismo and the violence. He lifted weights and gained twenty pounds of muscle. Marshall watched the transformation with astonishment. The little kid who he used to protect from bullies was now fierce enough to eat them all alive.
      They were assigned to a platoon and sent to Europe as the Soviet Union crumbled and long-brewing ethnic hatreds erupted. They assisted a UN peacekeeping force in Eastern Europe. Marshall soon learned that what peacekeepers really did was to kill anyone threatening the peace.
      Marshall and his battalion fought in the cities and countryside and drove the violently hateful rebels back. He had shot at many men but didn't know how many men he had hit. But Danny had kept count. He had six notches on the butt of his rifle, but Marshall was sure it was an exaggeration. Marshall was amazed by the depth of the hatred between these white men who looked so similar to one another.
      The armed service was not his salvation, but it pointed him toward it. He learned a sense of justice and respect for his country. He had a lot of problems with America. It certainly had a history of mistreating his people, but after going around the world, Marshall felt that America was the best deal going and it was up to individuals to help themselves, using their own power and resources.
      Not long into their service, Danny's father had a heart attack, and Danny reluctantly left the service and enrolled in the police academy. It seemed that the Cavanaugh tradition was going to be upheld through another generation.
      Two months later, Marshall started to miss America and his friend. He grew tired of the service and decided that he had to go back home and finish the life that he'd started.
      Marshall returned to Detroit. He was now a man, and saw the city as a place of great opportunity. His people were in power and ruled the city. He'd always wanted to be a lawyer, and now he had the money and courage to try it.
      Marshall became reacquainted with his mother. Beatrice's life was now in a shambles. Moses had milked the family of all resources and love, and Beatrice had depleted herself trying to save him. Marshall was furious and vowed to drive his brother into the dust if he had to.
      But Moses was now a full-fledged criminal king in the neighborhoods, feared by people, and wanted by the law. He ran with killers, drug addicts, and prostitutes. He used his mother's house as living quarters for his friends, and a station for his activities. Theresa had married and moved away with her daughter, fearing the violence her brother brought home with him each night.
      Marshall confronted his brother and, with the assistance of rookie police officer Danny Cavanaugh, drove him and his element out of his mother's life, by moving her away. Beatrice lived with him for a while, then decided to move into a retirement home with people her own age.
      It had been hard for Marshall to forgive his mother for his belief that she had emotionally abandoned him, but he had to. He was alone in this world that was now so new to him. He needed the strength of his family to set the foundation for his life.
      Marshall received his degree in criminal justice at Wayne State. He later enrolled in Wayne State Law School and graduated with honors. He joined a small law firm specializing in criminal defense but soon grew tired of the game. Defense lawyers rode a sharp edge of denial. He needed a job where the lines were more clearly defined.
      So Marshall wrangled a job working in the city's legal department. While defending the city on a big police misconduct case in federal court, he impressed the presiding judge, Stephen Bradbury, who recruited him as one of his clerks. That job, added to his trial experience, got him into the U.S. attorney's