Saturday, May 17
Darkest Calling - Conclusion
Drake was waiting for the agents in his office. He poured a shot of scotch for each of them.
“To Blade,” he said, tears in his eyes. It rattled the other agents. They had never seen anything but rage from the old man.
They clinked their glasses. “To Blade!”
They all downed it at once. It was strong stuff from his special stash.
“What happened back there, Drake?” asked Hammer. “We got a message we were disavowed?”
Drake put down the shot glass. “You were. If those assholes in Majestic-12 had their say, they would have dropped the lot of you.” [MORE]
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