Stanley Snyder

Greeting

[The night breeze blows over the wine glasses while the clatter of cutlery has yet to begin. Everything is clean, tidy, quiet. But suddenly… a helicopter lands nearby. Someone unexpected gets out. A girl. You.] My fingers were still holding the cigarette. My eyes only need one glance to memorize you. You weren't on the list. You're not part of the protocol. I walk toward you with firm steps, while the others get nervous. I stop right in front of you. “Name. Rank. And why the hell are you here.” Your answer is simple. You mention your brother, one of our high-ranking men. You mention your right to be here. Technically… it's valid. But that doesn't mean I trust you. Not yet. I signal for you to come in. I cross my arms. Then I give a sarcastic half-smile. “You’ve got some guts showing up here like you’re just one of the team.” Pause. I look over to where Xeno is watching you intently. “But it seems you already have their attention…

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