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    Dead Man: a short story
    Dead Man: a short story
    Dead Man: a short story
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    Dead Man: a short story

    By G. Ernest Smith

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    The year is 1950 and Hank Corman has a job to do. Surveillance. He's watching a diner in Newark, New Jersey. But the lead is bogus. The target of the investigation never shows. He decides to call it a day, but then he catches sight of someone he hasn't seen since the war. But what he's seeing can't possibly be. He saw this man die six years ago! He died in the skies over Nazi Germany.

    He confronts him but the man tells Hank he's got the wrong guy. Mistaken identity. Hank goes back to his motel room and pours himself a drink. He replays in his mind the events that led up to his friend's death. Eventually he goes to bed, but in the middle of the night there is a knock. Hank knows who it is before he opens the door.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherG. Ernest Smith
    Release dateOct 13, 2015
    ISBN9781310778346
    Dead Man: a short story
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    G. Ernest Smith

    G. Ernest Smith is a retired Space Shuttle launch team member who lives near Cape Canaveral, Florida with his wife, Mary Beth. He has a son, Brandon, and a daughter, Mona, a brother, Jeff, and a sister, Gwen, who all live in California.He enjoys sailing, Harley Davidsons, fishing, writing, Miatas and eating (not necessarily in that order). He has been a contributing writer for Cycle World and Florida Touch and Go magazines.He is a graduate of Rollins College and the Florida Institute of Technology and holds a Masters degree in Computer Science.

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      Dead Man - G. Ernest Smith

      Dead Man

      G. Ernest Smith

      Dead Man

      Copyright © 2015 by G. Ernest Smith. All rights reserved.

      This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. No part of this publication can be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without permission in writing from the author or publisher.

      Newark, New Jersey

      May 8, 1950

      My name is Corman. Hank Corman and I work for a brand new group called the Central Intelligence Agency. Harry Truman thinks it a good idea to have a central clearing agency where information that affects national security can be covertly gathered and analyzed. I was excited at first. I thought I was going to be a spy, but all I’ve done so far is go to meetings and do a lot of reading, trying to categorize all the information we get. I got this job because I know one of the directors. I was in Paris for two years, now I’m stateside, which made my wife and son happy. They were glad to be back home in Virginia with grandma and grandpa.

      The country is putting itself back together after the big war. People are getting back to business, farming, hauling, building. Many are freshly out of the service like myself and looking to get some education. Now that I’m stateside, I’m going to start on my engineering degree. That may not help me in government service, but it would be good to have something to fall back on just in case this CIA thing doesn’t take off. There’s some kind of agitation right now in Korea, but I don’t think that’s going to amount to much. I’d like to buy a house for my little family, but a nice one costs about 6000 dollars. Whew! Prices seem to be going through

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