The lie hung from his neck like a stone pendant. Twenty-seven years it remained dormant but he knew it was waiting in the wings. Of course, Black Schmidt was aware of the lie; he was a part of it. Still, he hadn't seen Black Schmidt since the army days . . .Then, in the course of a singularly brutal afternoon, his life unraveled into a black cloud; the lie resurfaced and the week that followed would haunt him the rest of his life.
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