Echoes from the Void
The signal arrived at 03:42 Greenwich Mean Time on a Tuesday. Marcus Webb was not on duty at that hour — he had been retired for eleven years, sleeping in his house in Norfolk, Virginia, dreaming of things he did not talk about — but the call came anyway. It always came anyway, the way a wound comes back when the weather changes. By 06:00, he was at the Pentagon. By 08:00, he was briefed. By...
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