The first thing anyone noticed was the sound—the dull, splintering crack of glass exploding inward, followed by a wall of smoke and shouted commands that shattered the quiet inside the Salty Dog Tavern. But seconds before that chaos erupted, something else had already been set in motion—something no one in that dimly lit bar would ever forget.
Terry Harmon sat alone in his usual booth, tucked away in the far corner where shadows softened the edges of…