He was staring straight toward the service corridor.
That was when General Carrick walked in.
Three-star generals don’t usually blend into a room, but Carrick had a way of entering spaces without demanding attention, which in some ways made him more dangerous than the kind who relied on presence alone. He scanned the room quickly, taking in the full tables, the occupied seats, the general layout, and then his gaze landed on mine.
“Mind if I sit here?” he asked.
It was a simple question, delivered without arrogance, which made it harder to ignore.
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