Harry Crosby
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The war was finally over and as he listened to the radio in his office he breathed a huge sigh of relief. Finally the world could go back to the way it was. He knew it never would though, not for him.
The war had changed everyone, naturally, but he couldn’t help but feel like he had become part of the problem, like he’d become no better than the enemy.
However, his pessimistic thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Lifting his head to the newly entered person he raised a brow.
“Can I help you?”