Gordon Craig - Soldier of Fortune by Randall Parrish
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"All seen to, sir." "The bodies are planted then?" "The men attended to that." "And the woman?" "On her way; there was no trouble. Sallie had her doped, sir." "I expected she would. Then that finishes our job here, Herman, and the quicker we are off the better." The two men arose to their feet, Herman grumbling something in German, but the younger man interrupted. "We got the fellow after you left, Broussard; hit him a bit too hard it seems, but no one will ever investigate, so it's just as well. Adventurer named Craig, just discharged from the army." "Where is he?" "Lying there in the passage behind the door. Have Peters and Sam bury him along with the others, and then join us. We 'll go aboard." I shut the door, and started down the passage. For a dozen steps it was black as night; then there was a sharp swerve to the right, and a gleam of daylight in the far distance. Already they were at the barrier, and I ran forward recklessly, eager to escape into the open. The way was clear, the floor rising slightly, yet without obstructions. I could hear voices, the pounding of feet behind, and I made desperate |
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