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... s sergeant was—definitely not someone to be trifled with. Young, sharp, and no-nonsense, he clearly didn’t tolerate the slightest impropriety. He was nothing like those aging sergeants on Raydin III who had grown senile from years of idling in rear positions. Fooling Augustus was going to be a tall order.
In Tychus’s experience, officers like him—young and ambitious—were typically more concerned with promotions than with money or women.
Tychus didn’t quite understand how Augustus ...
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