The Language of Violence

That answer had nearly choked Preston on the spot, but when he thought about it again, it made sense. Warren was a slippery old fox. Even if they confronted him, he'd smile it off, deny everything, and promise to investigate and punish whoever caused trouble.

But promises were just words. He wouldn't do a damn thing once he got back. That was just who he was.

Just like how Meridian Base was openly