Chapter Forty-Two
‘Sophia, it’s nice to finally meet you,’ the Commander said.
He stood between identically dressed Blue Berets, all wearing ballistic masks. One of them looked different though, dressed more in casual gear with just boots and a mask added to help him blend with the others. She noticed he wore a thin permeable hood and his mask was modified with chiseled eye holes to give him a wider peripheral. Black camo cream blended the skin around his eyes with the mask. She was beginning to think the masks served a psychological purpose more than a protective one.
On her two o’clock, four Blue Berets were standing with carbines. They looked ready to step in if Sophia tried to make a run for the Commander.
Sophia and Czarina had been escorted into the ballroom by DC. He probably fi
