There was abitterly cold south wind blowing across the city. No ordinary interrogation would havebroken Fadeel. Preferably something slow and painful, Kuralski amended hisearlier thought. * * * An hour and a half later, while Bowman and Morse drove the Generalhome, Kuralski, Sergea
It is worse, even, than thepicture I have painted. Shit, they're going after the mortars and artillery first. Let's goright to interrogation. That was when he inadvertently drifted off to sleep andawakened, as usual, screaming.
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