Tom Zarek kneels on cold metal, turns his face, waits for a gunshot. Adama’s boy is holding his gun straight like they taught at soldier school, and his face is bloody from the fight. This is the moment Zarek replays in his mind night after night, when Apollo held him in the palm of his hand; when something passed between them, a little like hate,
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Great job! Sorry I missed it the first time around!
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