The Four Corners of the Earth

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Secretary of Defense, Kimberly Crowe, sat down with a growing sense of trepidation in her already pounding heart. Admittedly she hadn’t been in the job for long, but she guessed it wasn’t every day that a four-star army general and a CIA high-flyer all but demanded an audience with someone of her stature.

It was a small, dim, but lavishly adorned room inside a hotel at the heart of DC; a place she had grown used to using when matters required a tad more tact than was usual. Low lighting glistened faintly off a hundred golden and solid oak objects, lending the room a more relaxed air and complimenting the features and ever-changing expressions of those that met there. Crowe waited for the first of them to speak.

Mark Digby, the CIA man, got straight down to business. “Your team is off the rails, Kimberly,” he said, his tone cutting through the ambience like acid through metal. “Writing its own ticket.”

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