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a tank, reaching us in seconds.
He looked at the gash on my temple. At the blood soaking my jacket. Then he turned slowly to look at Chloe.
Chloe was shaking. She dropped the bottle. It hit the marble floor with a dull thunk and rolled away.
“Did you…” General Sterling pointed at her. His hand was trembling with rage. “Did you just strike a General of continue reading …
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