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... he command bunker of a besieged general.
Hallways once bustling with aides now felt hollow, the air tense, the walls echoing with hurried steps and whispered arguments no longer meant for public ears.
Roosevelt stood behind the Resolute Desk, not seated, he couldn’t sit, not tonight. His leg braces hissed as he shifted his weight, and the hand gripping his cane trembled in a way he couldn’t fully hide.
The nation was on fire, and he knew who had lit the match.
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