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... raight, cap under one arm, his uniform impeccable.
Across from him, President Albert Lebrun sat slumped in his chair, rubbing his temples with the kind of weariness only leaders wore in times of near-collapse.
For a moment, neither spoke.
Then the president exhaled deeply, pushing aside the folder on his desk inside were photos, documents, reports stained with blood and silence.
"You've made your point, General," Lebrun said quietly.
Delon didn't respond. ...
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