Chapter 7
Personal Echoes
The killer's actions trigger Bodyguard's buried trauma. He sees echoes of his past failures, fueling his grim determination but also his moral unease.
The comm crackled, a static-laced serpent slithering into the silence of the Stardust Drifter. Bodyguard didn’t flinch. His gaze remained fixed on the star-dusted panorama outside the viewport, a canvas of indifferent beauty that offered no solace. The voice on the other end was Director Thorne, smooth as polished obsidian, yet carrying an undertone of something sharp and unseen.
"Bodyguard," Thorne began, his tone a practiced blend of concern and authority. "Another colony. A… messy one."
Bodyguard’s jaw tightened. He’d seen the preliminary reports, the sanitized fragments that hinted at the true horror. "How messy?" His voice was a low rasp, worn smooth by countless cycles of vacuum and violence.
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