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Click hereThose three and one other had been ambushed by one of the two Mycenaean's still at large. From what information my 24th'er was able to retrieve for me, the man had held a rural family hostage, then had the father flag down the Jandarmeria, claiming that he'd seen the intruder close by in the woods. He hadn't been lying.
While the three had started a foot-bound search, the lone Greek snuck up, slit the driver's throat, and then gunned down the rest from behind. They had been caught in an open field with no cover. As Vincent had said, these were policemen - super-tough cops, but still law enforcement. That bad news was balanced by the arrival of Romania's superior Vlad Ţepeş counter-terrorism formation and their K-9 unit.
I spent an hour, walking among the wounded that could wait on surgery, or could even be up and moving around in a few days. In a peculiar bit of misplacement, I remained a foreign civilian. That meant I wasn't bound by the judicial and military codes of conduct, thus I could call various soldiers' loved ones without breaking the law ~ or at least breaking it badly.
Chaz and my 24th guardian were similarly constrained. Tiger Lily wasn't and before long, she and I were relaying messages from the wounded to their loved ones. To stay within the letter of the law, the trooper couldn't directly talk with the person I had called, so they had to tell me then I could tell the person on the other end, even though I was close enough for them to actually listen to one another. It had the emotional rush that an illicit, false-ID keg run had provoked at school, yet felt a thousand times better.
I stayed two hours. Rachel called me and said the gang was regrouping at the Professors house and I needed to be there as quickly as possible. We had to create a new itinerary, prepare Charlotte for her flight back home and plot our next moves concerning the Secret War, sort out the mystery of the true House of the Dragon - House SzélAnya, and determine how to move against the pseudo-Amazons who were masquerading as that house. More work to do.
Suddenly, I really wanted to go to Rome.
- COMMENTS
toesocks451almost 7 years agoIf you don't want to resubmit, ask someone at lit to look at it and maybe they can fix it. Otherwise If haven't got any ideas. I've previously submitted suggestions that they fix the app but nothing has happened--it's usually fairly obvious when a story has been cut off and then I just go to the website and read the rest.
FinalStandalmost 7 years agoAuthorFor some reason, the text was edited from where I submitted to where it ended up in the final form presented here. This is how the final paragraph should have read:
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Did anyone seriously think I could convince Comrade President Putin to cough up anything he had <i>liberated</i/> /sunk his greedy little finger into? I’d only offered him two-thirds of Manchuria because it wasn’t mine to give. The second we stopped playing with Monopoly Money, all bets were off.
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Somewhere in the process I think the "</i>" followed by the "/" created an issue were the entire bottom of the paragraph was lost. How this has caused a loading problem for the story by an app ... I haven't a clue. I'm not aware of this happening before and I'm unsure how to fix it short of deleting the story and re-submitting it ~ which I really don't want to do.
Suggestions?
James aka FinalStand
