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Chapter Eleven, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea
CHAPTER ELEVEN The High Cliffs of Russia Dutch moved the bottle of Bacardi back to his lips, runnels of tears falling from his cheeks. I pried the half-empty bottle out of his clenched hand. I propped it back into a cleft between two nearby rocks. “Stop blubbering and...![Chapter Eight, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea](https://jamesstrauss.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/09/A178pp-1.jpg)