Nightshift 60: M-A Block Hallway
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As much as Sangamon might deny it, Landel's words were echoing around in his head. He'd met the type a dozen times before. Utterly self-centered. Sociopaths, except they'd learned how to fake enough human interest to work their way into a CEO's office instead of a jail cell.
Nah, not quite. Landel had a bit of interest in his fellow humans. If he was human at all. It was just interest in seeing them suffer. Aguilar had that bottomless pit, into which all empathy went. Whether he'd had it before he entered the military or not was anyone's guess. Induced or intrinsic, he'd had his humanity surgically excised. While Landel took his and twisted it. S.T. wasn't sure which was worse.
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As much as Sangamon might deny it, Landel's words were echoing around in his head. He'd met the type a dozen times before. Utterly self-centered. Sociopaths, except they'd learned how to fake enough human interest to work their way into a CEO's office instead of a jail cell.
Nah, not quite. Landel had a bit of interest in his fellow humans. If he was human at all. It was just interest in seeing them suffer. Aguilar had that bottomless pit, into which all empathy went. Whether he'd had it before he entered the military or not was anyone's guess. Induced or intrinsic, he'd had his humanity surgically excised. While Landel took his and twisted it. S.T. wasn't sure which was worse.
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