Blackbone

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Genres: Fiction
Gilman asked.  “I don’t know, sir. The engineer thought it might have been somebody bumming a ride or an escaped convict. Corporal Strann claims it was a German soldier, but we didn’t find a trace of returned fire.” Kalmus shrugged. Even he didn’t believe it.  “Where is Strann now?” “Shipped back from Bismarck, North Dakota, sir. Relieved of this detail.”  “Was the prisoner involved?” “Oh no, sir. He was handcuffed to his bunk when it happened. In fact he was dead asleep through the whole thing. Didn’t even wake up when the shooting started. But then he was like that all the way from New York, sir. Real quiet, didn’t talk, hardly looked at us. Kinda spooky.” Gilman went to the window and looked out at the camp. It was bleak and chilly outside. Dark clouds were gathering over Blackbone Mountain. Maybe snow tomorrow. The Germans had another volleyball game going. They were big on volleyball. Despite the chill, some were stripped down to long underwear and boots, a few were shirtless....
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