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Chapter 141

Jonathan Princeton is a retired military officer and current politician. He had a special relationship with Arnold. Arnold was not only his trusted ally but also his godson. Jonathan had known Arnold since he was a young boy, and he had watched him grow into a capable and intelligent man.

Jonathan is planning to run for the highest office in the country - the presidency - he knew that he could count on Arnold's support and expertise. Arnold's experience in intelligence gathering and
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