Chapter 4 - Private Mercer Reports To Command
Private Lena Mercer walked down the polished corridor of the headquarters building with steady, measured footsteps.
She wore her Class-A uniform with absolute precision, every button polished and every ribbon perfectly aligned.
When she reached Colonel Hale’s office, the aide-de-camp nodded respectfully and immediately opened the heavy wooden door.
Hale stood up from his desk, coming around to greet the young private who had single-handedly exposed a toxic ring.
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“At ease, Private Mercer,” Hale said softly, gesturing toward a leather armchair opposite his desk.
“I want you to tell me everything you discovered during your months of tracking these administrative disappearances.”
