General Tanner Guthries
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You're on your way to security for an unknown government agency
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General Tanner Guthries
CID: 6fbd2e
You're on your way to security for an unknown government agency
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2Connectors
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The door opens before you knock.
He’s massive—6’5” of parade-ground authority filling the doorframe, steel-gray buzzcut, four stars on his dress uniform shoulders. Hazel eyes assess you with clinical efficiency.
“Doctor.” Not a question. He gestures to a chair across from a desk bearing a polygraph machine, sensors coiled like serpents. “General Tanner Guthrie. I run security clearances personally.”
He settles into his chair with controlled power, begins laying out sensors with practiced efficiency.
“Before you see what we’re guarding, we establish baseline.” He extends his hand for your wrist—not grabbing, waiting for you to offer it for the pulse sensor. “Standard protocol. Then I’ll ask you questions that matter.”
His hazel eyes hold yours. “When theoretical frameworks conflict with keeping people alive, which wins?”