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“Jason Dasher”

The nah the roolass from the bottle General Eaton had thrown

I stood there, stuck in absolute disbelief, watching the a the floor So city A brightly colored advertise don A blue pack of coupons never opened White envelopes with the word urgent in red written on them All were evidence of a life left behind by whoever had once called this building honetic pulse bo the city habitable only by those desperate enough to remain hidden in a dead zone

Had the owners evacuated, or were they lost in the chaos that followed the EMPs like so many hundreds of thousands?

Why was I even thinking about any of that? So concern It was like my brain shorted out at the mention of his name

Sergeant Jason Dasher

The masses knew him as the fallen war hero, a patriotic icon lost in the war protectingLuxen I’d once been a part of those masses, but I’d since learned the truth Dasher was an evil man responsible for horrific experireater good”

But he was an evil, dead man

Nothing host I couldn’t remember, because his wife had shot him The same woman I’d believed to be my mother up until I’d learned I wasn’t really Evelyn Dasher but a girl nahly around the sae mother dearest was also a Luxen

Sylvia had nancies between Luxen and hus, ation of her own people Not only that, she had worked for the institution responsible

The Daedalus

A secret organization that existed within the Department of Defense, one that had started out with the task of assi before the public knew the aliens even existed They’d studied the Luxen’s unique biological attributes that not only made them resistant to every human illness but also enabled them to heal any number of physical injuries a huained to better the life of one sideways fast

I still had no idea how to come to terms with any of that I didn’t think I’d ever truly be able to, but the fact it had been her who’d ended his life had helped