The Death’s Head Conspiracy Page 15
by Nick Carter
“My God,” she groaned. “And that’s all there is to the whole caper? A little cruise, some shots fired, a dip in the ocean, a torture chamber, more shots, and a piddling explosion?”
She grinned. “So what’ll we do for excitement?”
I didn’t say a word.
But just the same, I spent the next two weeks answering that question.
The End
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