The Faded Dust
The report is wrong, Elias. You are projecting a threat that does not exist on a scale that paralyzes the unit’s operational capacity. Major Halloway’s voice did not rise, which was worse than a shout; it was the flat, bureaucratic tone of a man reading a rejection letter, delivered with the weight of finality. The station office smelled of stale coffee and the sharp, chemical bite of floor...
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