Bending down, Sowerbutt slammed his fist into Garcia’s face, the force of the blow breaking the Spaniard’s panic-stricken hold on the railway coach door frame. The semi-conscious man disappeared from sight through the opening, the body slamming twice against the outside of the carriage as it fell. A loud scream faded away as the train sped closer to the town of Newport. “Nothing personal,” Sowerbutt said. Stretching out to heave the banging carriage door closed, he could see Garcia’s body was just a smudge on the side of the track, already many yards distant. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
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