Francis Hapley



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Fun Facts

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Background Details

 * “Patrick thought the guard was a handsome young man, albeit skinny, his jawline severe and his bright eyes serious. He couldn’t have been more than twenty-five years old, twenty-six at the most…” (43.1)
 * “… the young soldier yelled to interrupt her, his accent thick with a southern drawl.” (43.1)
 * “When ya fight together, ya tend to form a tight bond. I reckon it’s like family… He trailed off, his expression slowly melting into a strange sadness. He continued, no longer smiling. Somethin’ you lab types don’t understand. No offense intended, he added sincerely.  (43.1)

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