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... his arms crossed and jaw tight. For the first time in ages, he had finally gotten a full night’s rest and yet that was precisely when he missed all the excitement.
Across from him sat his advisors, five of them. Lugard was their spokesperson and he was sitting upright, stiff as a board. His eyes were lowered, his voice low and grim. The cause of his anxiety was none other than the president he served.
There was a gun on the table in front of Ceasar. The barrel was facing the adv ...
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