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Excerpt:

Quatre dropped his keys on the side and shrugged out of his suit jacket as he entered his apartment. His home was at the top of a highrise block in the centre. From his home, he could see the sprawling colonyscape. It was beautiful but at the same time...

He leaned against the window, arms folded.

It was a lonely life. He'd made choices that meant the best for his company, but for him? It was a quiet, boring life of work, eat, sleep, repeat. He looked around his home, photo-perfect as his cleaner always left it. He didn't feel like he lived here, but honestly…

... when had he lived anywhere?

Dorothy's call had only served to remind him of what he missed. He pushed away from the window, and moved towards his home desk. He picked up a photo and stared at it. Five jubilant teenagers stared back at him, eyes bright and faces filled with hopes and expectations of their new futures. Nobody had ever really expected to live beyond the end of the war. He sighed and put the photo down. He wished he could go back in time and tell his younger self that the company could wait; that Trowa couldn't. That if he didn't make space in his life for the other pilot, eventually he'd drift away and become a stranger again.

That hardened him, bringing a fresh, spiking anger that drove him to open his computer and start going through all the materials that Dorothy had sent him. He read it all and saw a plan - audacious and tricky - form in his mind's eye. He would definitely need the five boys from the photo for this.

Three Can Keep A Secret

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