They Ordered Her To Remove The Uniform—And The Tattoo Silenced The Room

the Guardian of the Ridge…”

The whisper spread like wildfire. “It’s her.” “The Guardian.” “Aegis.” “Jesus Christ, she’s real.”

Lieutenant Bishop’s smug expression shattered like glass. It cracked first into confusion, his brow furrowing as he tried to understand why the room had suddenly frozen. Then it morphed into a dawning, sickening horror as he continue reading …