brought me back to civilian life, seeking quiet stability with my
me under. Then, a sharp, chemical scent - gas. Through the haze, I saw Sabrina,
replied, grabbing my laptop. "It'll look like he downloaded the files and then
the gas thickened, Anthony' s cold eyes met mine, devoid of friendship. "He'll be
em discuss my staged suicide, my betrayal. My father, the real hero,
a, the narrative set: "Troubled veteran... committed treason." They had even altered security footage. Buried a