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44: The Queen's Armory

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Catherine Sterling was not a woman who waited to be rescued. While Jack was waging wars in boardrooms and the shadowy corners of the city, she was waging her own, quieter war in the gleaming, sterile heart of Sterling Industries' most secret R&D division. Her throne was not a chair in a boardroom, but a command console in a laboratory buried three hundred feet beneath the Nevada desert, the official headquarters of the 'Aegis Project'.

The F-01's terrifying rampage, the existence o

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