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Duke wakes up to his phone loudly ringing beside him.

He has never wanted to throw the phone across the room just to ease the anger in him.

He sits up and pushes his messy hair away from his face as he reaches for the phone.

Whosoever that person is, they should have known better than to call in the wee hours of the morning.

He blinks, fully awake when he notices that it's no other than the president himself that is calling him.

He sits up and swipes the call, different thoughts go through his head as he does this. Has national security been bridged? It has been weeks since he went to work and he has had this sense of impending doom since Ansel showed up.

"Hello, Mr. President. " He gulps air.

" General Duke, good morning to you. " The president sounds cheerful for someone who is supposed to be bearing bad news.

" Is everything okay, sir?" Duke looks out of the window. " It's so unusual for you to call this early. "

" Rest your mind, General. " The president chuckles. " Everyt
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