The Distant Affair
"The report is due by noon, Silas. Do not let the wind keep you." I set the pen down, the ink still wet and black on the page, and looked at the seal on the envelope. It was the District Commander’s crest, a lion rampant, pressed into the wax with a heavy hand. I had written the words "Structural Integrity: Critical" three times before I could make them look like facts rather than fears....
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