The backroom of the Leather and Lace club looked vastly different to Colonel Peters than the last time his team had visited the establishment. The well-lit room didn’t look anything like the dim speakeasy in …Would you like to know more?
The meeting had begun to degenerate in the past few minutes. Colonel Peters kept hoping it would right itself at each turn, but now he was losing that hope. After the mission ended he’d called …Would you like to know more?
A flash of light flared on all the monitors in Heaven, obscuring Colonel Peters’ view of the holding cell. He flinched, throwing up his arms reflexively though his brain knew he was in no real …Would you like to know more?
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