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your wife’s brother until tonight,” I said.
Ben blinked. “Wait. Mason was in Syria?”
General Hail looked at him, then at me. I felt the old pressure behind my ribs. That invisible hand, the one that shows up whenever someone wants a clean story from a dirty place.
“Yes,” I said briefly. That was all I wanted to say.
The general understood. He nodded once,continue reading …
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