“Go Ahead, Report Us, Loser…” My Brother-in-Law Laughed After Bruising My Daughter’s Arm. I Grinned: “I Don’t Report. I Handle It Myself.” He Snickered: “Tough Talk, Nerd.” I Said: “They Called Me Overwatch.” A Retired Sniper Near The Fence Lowered His Plate Slowly. He Knew Exactly Who Was…