The Black Crow's Wing

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ACT I: THE BADGE The training camp in Scotland smelled of wet earth and gun oil. James Sterling stood in the rain with twenty other men and learned, for the third time, how to disassemble and reassemble a Sten gun with his eyes closed. The instructor was a sergeant major with a face like a clenched fist and a voice like gravel in a tin can. When he finished, he walked down the line of men,...

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