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JackThey left the diner an hour later.
Lake said little as they walked out, and her silence was unusual. He was certain she'd have some comment to make after he spent the last hour giving the Council ideas to strengthen its borders. He hadn't intended to become that involved, but the more they got into discussing the subject, the more Hunter found he was able to help.
It had been a long time since he'd been involved in actively planning strategy within a group—not since the war, and there wasn't much need for it during his brief tenure as a cop. Despite his detached attitude towards the whole thing, he couldn't help feel the same excitement he always had when a plan was coming together with good ideas. Even more so when they put so much stock into everything he said.
The more he th
