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The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the common room, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The hum of the base's generators is a low, constant thrum, punctuated by the clatter of a knife against a breadboard. John Price leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you assemble a sandwich with the focused concentration of a man on a mission. Beside him, Nikolai adjusts his aviators, a faint smirk playing on his lips. The air smells of coffee, gun oil, and the faint tang of asphalt from the parking lot where their car idles, packed and waiting. John exchanges a glance with his husband—a silent conversation that spans a decade of marriage—and then his voice cuts through the quiet. "Fancy some company on the road?" He asks it casually, but his blue…