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Chapter 22 Galactic Standard Date: 152,323.09 Haven-3 Angelic Air Force General Abaddon (aka 'The Destroyer') ABADDON "Meet me back here in an hour," General Abaddon ordered the Mantoid Lieutenant who shadowed him as an assistant. "Get yourself a cup of caife and a bite to eat. I hear the roast fianna is especially tasty over there at the 701." The 701 was the restaurant where politicians and lobbyists cavorted over pricy burgers or banished their legislative aids whenever they wished to discuss business too risky to contemplate in front of a witness. It was also the closest he could offer his hard-working assistant to a genuine shore leave, his first return to Haven in years generating an endless stream of visitors. Jophiel was a competent general, but she was inflexible when it ca