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**Chapter 6: The Deputy's Star** The morning sun over Silver Creek was bright and hard, a merciless eye revealing the scars of the previous day with an unforgiving clarity. The main street was a tapestry of shattered glass, splintered wood from the jailhouse façade, and the dark, dried stains of violence that had soaked into the thirsty dirt. Inside the jailhouse, the atmosphere was a strange mix of aftermath and order. The U.S. Marshals moved with quiet efficiency, processing the
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As always, Mr. Rietbergen, you provide food for thought, and reflection. Thank you. I agree, an action like this would be debated for decades after the fact. School kids writing essays, verdicts passed by professors of Constitutional Law, and historians. Will Carter vs the King of the North persona, the husband vs the vengeful avenger, the Father vs the Guardian. Right now Will's disassociation protects him, and allows him to function through this. But that is fleeting, and sooner or later, the man he is deep down will reassert himself. And the only man Andrew fears the Judgement of, will judge himself.
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Will loves Andrew and his boys. And they tried to put a missile through his kid's bedroom window, and took his husband. Honestly, I think Will's being quite restrained...
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Jessica is Andrew's Protege, he trained her. Without Andrew there, she's had to step up. And I always liked her balanced realism and quiet capability.
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also Will is a white two sugar man, the fact he is drinking cold black coffee is telling as to his mental state.
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I think the 2019 Trump administration was very different than the current one. And as per GA rules, we should focus on the historical 45th President, and not the 47th (I find it almost like looking at two different men... anyway, rules, observing so @drpaladin 's banhammer doesn't fall on us all.) If I am remembering rightly, he had a split congress constraining wilder moments, General Flynn was keeping a reign on things, and there was a sense of you can't do that in the air. Plus it's an election year. It changes things slightly.
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18 so far, but I am adding to it, it is unfinished. This chapter didn't exist yesterday... so this brinkmanship is new. This is sort of what happened at the end of the last book, a fundamental shift in the ice has me reworking things.
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Good morning, and Season's Greetings. A little Appropriate music:
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Chapter Two December 5th,10:31 AM EST WORLD END: T-minus 96 days, 0 hours, and 29 minutes. The White House Situation Room, Washington D.C. The room was the nerve center of the Western world. A windowless, soundproofed fortress buried beneath the West Wing, bathed in the cool blue glow of monitors tracking carrier groups, nuclear arsenals, and the delicate architecture of global trade. This was where empires were managed. Where wars began with polite memos.
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Yep, Deputize his own son, the leave him to die in his place. Special kind of hell for the Sheriff Grady's out there.
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Cobb doesn't think the slaughter of his men counts much... but then him counting above two is a stretch.
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Bobby Grady man, I adore our little Acting Sheriff, bravest Deputy going.
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**Chapter 5: The Siege of Silver Creek** "It's quiet," Theo murmured, stepping up beside him. He was rubbing sleep from his eyes, his hair standing up in blond tufts where he’d pressed against Sawyer’s shoulder in the cramped bunk. "The bad kind. The 'everyone's decided to stay in bed because today is probably a terrible day to be alive' kind." Sawyer glanced at him, and walked over to his bags, fishing out a clean shirt and trousers, tossing them to Theo. “Put these on, might as
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Theo would like to remind you that he ain't getting on no boat.
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Father provoked this, thinking Will would break. Boy were they wrong.
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Will, no longer being polite.
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I lived and worked in Wuhan, I shopped at the market in question, used the airport, the exchange in question. the busses... it's strange to look back on, how predictable it was.
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Prologue WORLD END: T-minus 92 days, 6 hours, and 0 minutes The Wuhan Institute of Virology, Wuhan, China The air of the laboratory was a continuous, sterile sigh, pressurized and filtered against the world outside. Within the highest containment bay of the Wuhan Institute of Virology, on the tenth of December, two thousand and nineteen, the light was a harsh, unrelenting white, reflecting off polished stainless steel and the glassy curves of sophisticated glassware. Here, ami
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Chapter One December 5th, 07:00 AM EST WORLD END: T-minus 96 days, 4 hours, and 00 minutes. Prime Minister’s Residence, Ottawa The dark before dawn was not a quiet thing. It was a held breath. A frozen moment between the dying night and a day that did not deserve to be born. Will Carter stood at the window of the private study, a room that still smelled of Andrew—of old books and bergamot and the faint, ghostly trace of his cologne. Will had not moved a
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