“None of it matters,” Honor said. “We’ve been patient. We’ve waited. We’ve tried to minimize the death toll, tried to be the voice of sanity. We’ve tried…and none of it matters one damned bit to those men and women in Old Chicago. They don’t care how much destruction there is. They don’t care who dies. And if that’s the way they want it, so be it.” She looked around the conference room and Nimitz raised his head, his ears flat, his fangs half-bared. “We’ve always known something might change our strategic calculus. That was always part of our thinking…and now it damned well has. I’m through
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