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... the workshop incident, and nobody could pretend things were normal anymore. The briefing room’s harsh fluorescents kept flickering whenever Jin shifted in his chair, creating a strobe effect that made everyone’s temples throb.
Jin sat at the head of the tactical table, his posture perfect, his expression cold. The crimson in his eyes had settled into a steady glow. Every few seconds, his fingers would twitch—the only sign of the war raging inside his skull.
*Let me handle this b ...
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