“Sir?” came a voice from behind. I placed my Cognac on the side table and raised myself up from my plush leather executive chair. The young came into view, greeting me with a short bow. He remained silent until I finished tasting the remainder of my drink. Cognac was a favourite of mine and although many would have considered my great
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“Maxwell?” I asked gently. The Legionnaire Major stirred slightly, slowly fading into consciousness. “Ben?”
Slowly his eyes peeled back, revealing weary eyes. His breathing was returning to normal and strong breaths of air c
Slowly his eyes peeled back, revealing weary eyes. His breathing was returning to normal and strong breaths of air c