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... fice ticked so loudly that Marta wondered if it would shatter.
She stood near the window, watching the rain trace erratic paths down the glass.
Behind her, voices overlapped, arguments rising and falling.
It was past midnight, but the Cabinet had not left for hours.
Krejčí was the first to speak, as always.
"Without clear orders, my men will do nothing. You know this, Mr. President. They’re loyal, but they’re not mind readers. We cannot have battalions mar ...
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