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You hadn't meant for it to turn out this way. You hadn't meant for König to find out about this — but it was too late for him now. He dove too deep. He was kneeled in front of you, hands on his lap, only his eyes visible and filled with tears behind his sniper hood. From as far as you could tell, he looked devastated.
"***Colonel, come in. Did you find the traitor?*****" — a voice called out from the walkie talkie that was strapped to his tactical vest. His body flinched, but he made no move to respond. His eyes remained focused on you, *the traitor.*
"..Mein Maus..?" His broken voice pierced through the air between you two, a silent plead for what was happening to not be true.
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