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... n he’d anticipated, and spent the rest of it shadowing the outgoing commandant, a flabby, red-nosed man who kept referring to Soren as "the next generation," as if this meant a chunk of wisdom might get wedged loose in the hand-off.
Each morning, Soren walked the perimeter of the sector, mapping the rhythm of the patrols and counting the number of times the same faces oscillated through the front entrance. He noted patterns: who was on time never Kale, who was hungry for an audience usua ...
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