CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

High Noon

  “Sarda” was the name painted on the side of a large white building not far from the dock. We walked to the site, always on broken or badly cracked concrete. When we had arisen that morning, I had checked the dockside from my porthole. Four huge cranes had surprised me. They were not the ordinary doc…

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

High Noon

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