Agenda B by Zane Baisley

Harry stared at the stark white walls. The bed under his butt, standard military issue, just comfortable enough to sleep on. A plain white cupboard and a simple desk and chair completed the room’s furnishings. Not much-made sense at the moment, his trip halfway around the galaxy seemed to have failed. The deeds for the...

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