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Confidence Game
Confidence Game
Confidence Game
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Cutter demanded more and more and more efficiency—and got it! But, as in anything, enough is enough, and too much is …
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Release dateOct 14, 2016
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    Confidence Game - James Mckimmey, Jr.

    Confidence Game

    by James Mckimmey, Jr.

    © 2016 Positronic Publishing

    Cover Image © Can Stock Photo Inc. / corepics

    Positronic Publishing

    PO Box 632

    Floyd VA 24091

    ISBN 13: 978-1-5154-1158-1

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    Confidence Game

    by James Mckimmey, Jr.

    Cutter demanded more and more and more efficiency—and got it! But, as in anything, enough is enough, and too much is …

    GEORGE H. CUTTER wheeled his big convertible into his reserved space in the Company parking lot with a flourish. A bright California sun drove its early brightness down on him as he strode toward the square, four-story brick building which said Cutter Products, Inc. over its front door. A two-ton truck was grinding backward, toward the loading doors, the thick-shouldered driver craning his neck. Cutter moved briskly forward, a thick-shouldered man himself, though not very tall. A glint of light appeared in his eyes, as he saw Kurt, the truck driver, fitting the truck’s rear end into the tight opening.

    Get that junk out of the way! he yelled, and his voice roared over the noise of the truck’s engine.

    Kurt snapped his head around, his blue eyes thinning, then recognition spread humor crinkles around his eyes and mouth. All right, sir, he said. Just a second while I jump out, and I’ll lift it out of your way.

    With bare hands? Cutter said.

    With bare hands, Kurt said.

    Cutter’s laugh boomed, and as he rounded the front of the truck, he struck the right front fender with his fist. Kurt roared back from the cab with his own laughter.

    He liked joking harshly with Kurt and with the rest of the truck drivers. They were simple, and they didn’t have his mental strength. But they had another kind of strength. They had muscle and energy, and most important, they had guts. Twenty years before Cutter had driven a truck himself. The drivers knew that, and there was

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