Chapter 48 THE OFFER MADE IN THE DARK

The first crack in the Thirty didn’t make a sound.

Cracks rarely did, at the start.

They hid in small choices.

A missed meal.

A deeper frown.

An extra drink poured when no one was looking.

This one started in the barracks, just before midnight.

Rain had begun—thin, cold, insistent. It tapped ag...

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