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Ezekiel and the others watched as the omega officer helped Philip out of the room.
Nobody said anything until the door closed behind them.
The things Philip had described had been too much to process immediately. Even those who had spent the past months investigating the organization were struggling to find something to say. The silence that followed was not empty. It was full of everything they had just been forced to absorb.
They had known the situation was terrible.
They simply hadn't realized just how far the organization had gone.
Ezekiel leaned back in his chair and released a slow breath.
He rubbed his forehead, trying to push away the anger building inside him. It sat behind his eyes, hot and useless. Rage would not rewrite what had already been done. It would not return the years that had been stolen. But it refused to leave.
This was the absolute worst.
