The Shadow Commander
I first met the Commander on a Tuesday in March. He was twenty-nine years old, and he had the kind of face that people remember but cannot quite describe. Not handsome, not ugly, just. present. As if he were occupying space with a conviction that made everyone else in the room feel slightly less solid. His name is Colonel Richard Hayes, but nobody calls him that. Not anymore. Not since he...
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