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... e rough map, throwing long shadows across lines, names, and villages crossed out in haste. Paul leaned against the wooden table, hands in his coat pockets, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. Lang knelt on a folded blanket, his finger tracing a spot marked with a cross in red chalk.
"So — that’s the main road," Lang said slowly. "The Spaniards said he’s somewhere in this border town. If Sperrle’s still there, he could be in the old schoolhouse. That’s the only suitable place to h ...
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