Please take note that this was the last chapter posted by the author and it was posted in October of 2007, as such I would not hold much expectations of the story being continued. Porn sex “Nope, very low tech operation, washed the ink off dollar bills, over printed them with his hundred plates. Grace chortled as she asked, “So your runaway camp guard set up a massive but secret printing press in southern Minnesota?”
Smith shook his head emphatically. MCL fired him before we can get to him.”
I tapped the table lightly to get Mr. No fucking idea!”
Smith’s companion walked up, standing at his shoulder as he quickly stood, both looking at us carefully. Mr. I sat utterly still staring into his eyes. New Ulm!”
Smith looked aggrieved at our disbelief. “We had hoped to talk to Otto about old times and old friends. MCL fired him before we can get to him.”
I tapped the table lightly to get Mr. “Oh, hell yes, it can.”
Grace looked over at Gwen, asking, “So who was this Smith guy or what was he?”
Looking around, Gwen said, “Someone looking for a German from the Big War, sounds like Israel.”
I blurted, “Mossad, Israeli CIA.”
Gwen and Grace both looked at me speculatively then nodded. New Ulm!”
Smith looked aggrieved at our disbelief.
