“I am the law here,” the local officer laughed, pressing my face against his cruiser at my mother’s funeral. He saw my skin color but ignored my General’s rank. He threw me in a cell, unaware that my biometric tracker had just authorized a Code Red military rescue mission. Then, the helicopters arrived
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