The hours before dawn possessed a strange, suspended quality, as if the entire universe were holding its breath on the edge of a precipice. Down in the lower armory, Marcus and the tactical operators had completed their weapons checks and dispersed to their defensive bunkers along the gorge. The manor above was dark, silent, and still, wrapped in the cold embrace of two feet of fresh mountain powder. Inside the…
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