When he saw the empty, baitless trap, Nikolai figured he must have poorly knotted his snare. Then he noticed the bootprints. He sighed,...

The Frenchman rises from his shell hole shambles forth with aimless grace I raise my rifle ka-chuk POW He twists but does not stop...

I winced as Carraway lit another cigarette. "Jee-zus, man," I said. "You fixin' to go through the whole carton tonight?" Carraway didn't...