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Scarlet Rendezvous

When Karina didn't show up for graduation, when the Queens College professor in the fancy academic regalia called her name over the loudspeaker and no one came on stage to receive a bachelor's degree, I started to panic. I immediately left my seat in the stands and began scanning the crowd for my daughter, a sick feeling coming over me that something terrible had happened. She didn't answer the door at her apartment earlier that morning, and she never showed up for our celebratory breakfast at Johnny Brenda's, her favorite diner. Her cellphone was going straight to voicemail, too.

I walked through the crowd, asking random students if they knew Karina Sarsgaard, or if they'd seen her anywhere. No one had any information to offer. As an ex-Navy SEAL and military defense contractor, my mind went into overdrive. Had she been kidnapped in retaliation for my work in Afghanistan? Was it a crime by some random creep, or had she fallen victim to a campus stalker? Karina was extremely attractive, with piercing blue eyes and auburn hair that she wore in a cute bob. She had classic girl-next-door looks which made her appear vulnerable and innocent, especially her slim figure.

But she was far from naïve. She was the daughter of a jacked 225-pound military specialist, after all. She could handle herself if it came down to it. I'd taught her several self-defense maneuvers that could incapacitate the largest of attackers. She knew how to kick and throw a punch with the full force of ...

... her body, and how to aim for the sweet spots -- the windpipe, nose, solar plexus, and testicles.

She was also a black belt in karate. At 18, she'd qualified for the AAU national karate championships. She's been preparing for the competition since she was in grade school, working her way up the ranks with a reputable karate instructor who taught out of a studio in Brooklyn.

When Karina wasn't at the studio, she was training with me in our basement at home. Push-ups, sit-ups, board-breaking in the garage, and one-mile runs around the block. We worked on strength and stamina, balance, speed, and of course, mental preparedness. Karina learned at a young age that the psychological aspect of fighting was even more important than the physical one.

The AAU national championships that year were held in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Karina and I made the 19-hour drive from New York in two shifts, stopping in the Washington D.C. area to visit Arlington National Cemetery, and spending a night in Hamer, South Carolina, to visit the famed "South of the Border" to load up on fireworks.

Karina had qualified in the kumite competition, which was light contact sparring -- the kind featured in the original Karate Kid movie. The final match was against Beatriz Barbosa, a seven-time AAU national champion, and reigning WUKF world karate champion. The odds of beating Barbosa were slim to none. She was 27-years-old, and hadn't lost in four years. She was lightening quick and impossible to ...