Admiral Adama entered the Pegasus brig, trailed by a pair of guards whose assault rifles did not exactly point at him, but the muzzles never strayed too far from him, either. He stopped just inside the hatch, observing the two men behind the plexiglass wall. The taller one was dozing; the other had somehow gotten a triad deck and was meticulously
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