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... nuckles whitening as he gripped the edge of the medical cot.
"Sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to," Bennett murmured, her brow furrowed in concentration. She worked with practiced, albeit trembling, hands to wrap fresh gauze around his thigh. The wound was jagged, a nasty reminder of the "tempered flesh" that had nearly ended him. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Bennett looked toward the cockpit of the private military transport. "Are we there yet?"
The pilot didn’t turn, his voi ...
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