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My Mom Flies An Fighter Jet

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you stopped caring who it would be used against.

His voice sharpened. I cared about the future.

You cared about being worshiped by it.

The room tightened. Voss lifted one hand, and the men behind him raised their weapons. Admiral Carter stepped forward. Elias, take me. Let the boy go.

Voss did not even look at him. Carter, you were always noble at inconvenient continue reading …

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