"Clancy, Tom - Op-Center 03 - Games of State" - читать интересную книгу автора (Clancy Tom)

It was heavy and horrible. Jody wondered how many
lives it had ended. How many wives it had widowed.
How many mothers had cried because of it.
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over. The words
Alles flit Deutschland
were etched in black on one side. When Jody had
first seen the knife the night before, during
rehearsals, a vet
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actor in the cast had told her it meant
All for Germany.
"To live in Gerrnany back then,"
the man had said,
"you were required to give everything to Hitler. Your
industry, your life, your humanity."
He'd leaned close to her.
"If your lover whispered something against-the Reich, you
had to betray her. What's More, you had to
feel proud about betraying her."
"Thompson, the knife!"
Director Larry Lankford's high voice
ripped Jody from her reflection. She pushed the
dagger back into the sheath and hurried to the trailer
door.
"Sorry!" she yelled. "I didn't know you were
waiting!" She jumped down the steps, rushed past the
guard, and ran around the trailer.
"You didn't know?" Lankford yelled. "We're
waiting to the tune of two thousand dollars a
minute!" The director's chin rose from his red
ascot and he began clapping. "That's thirty-three
dollars," he'sd with a
clap, "sixtyccsix dollars, ninety-nine
dollars--" "I'm coming," Jody panted. "--one
hundred and thirty-two--"
Jody felt foolish for having believed
Assistant Director Hollis
Arlenna, who'd said that Lankford wouldn't be ready
to shoot for another ten minutes. As a production
assistant had warned her, Arlenna was a little man
with a big ego, and he fed it by making other people feel
small.
As Jody neared, the AD stepped between her and the
director. Breathing heavily, Jody stopped and
handed him the dagger. He avoided her eyes as he
turned and jogged the short distance to the director.