Ajaska glanced at Commander Atlas and nodded his head. The commander pursed his lips before he barked out a sharp order for the room to be cleared and sealed. Within minutes, the only ones left in the room were the Kassisan, Commander Atlas, and the Trivators.
“How well do you trust the men in this room, Razor?” Ajaska asked in a quiet voice.
“With my life,” Razor replied immediately.
Ajaska chuckled. “Something tells me that is not something you would normally say,” he responded with an assessing look.
“It’s not,” Razor answered in a clipped tone.
Ajaska released a sigh and walked over to the map. He stood studying it for several long minutes before he turned. His face was cut into a hard mask, highlighting the long scar along one side of it.
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