The Doctor's Secret Baby
Old vultures perched on a dying branch, waiting for a stray carcass, oblivious to the fact that the very ground beneath them is being hollowed out.
"The silence from Batangas is deafening, Silas," Elder Cato’s voice finally broke the oppressive quiet. His voice was like rusted iron scraping against stone. I could smell the sharp antiseptic that always clung to his tailored wool suit—the scent of a man trying to outrun his own mortality. "Six scouts. Vanished. Not just missing; they’ve been surgically erased. No tracks, no digital signatures, not even a drop of blood for the hounds to sniff."
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