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The Informant’s Agenda, Chapter XVI, (16) Part 1
Chapter XVI (16) The Journal – Into new hands (Part 1) The house was not far, this side of Hlinaia, a small concrete block style, old, but appeared recently painted. The yard looked as if maintained...
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The Informant’s Agenda, Chapter XVI (16) Part 2
Chapter XVI (16), Part 2 The Journal – Into new hands “Jacob, I’m sorry to have loaded all this on you. Especially the way it has brought back some sad memories of your time in the ghettos. I did not...
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The Informant’s Agenda, Chapter XVII (17) Part 2
The Informant’s Agenda Chapter XVII (17), Part 2 Relocating After changing my password and user name to the next backup one saved I sent Jeremy a message choosing my words carefully knowing he would...
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The Informant’s Agenda, Chapter XX, (20)
Chapter XX (20) The Zemlyanka Vasily met me in the hotel lobby the following morning, dressed and ready for our adventure into the ‘bowels of the earth’ as Irina had put it, referring to the...
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The Informant’s Agenda, Chapter XX (20), Part 2
Chapter XX (20) Part 2 Vasily It happened every time someone expressed opinions contrary to my own, and I countered back much like my old college days, when I was on the debate team. It was not really...
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The Informant’s Agenda, Chapter XXI (21), The Czarina Catherine
Chapter XXI (21) The Czarina Catherine We entered the high-rise building in downtown Odessa, rode the elevator to the 15th floor and walked down a red carpeted hallway to The Czarina Catherine. The...
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The Catacombs
The Informant’s Agenda, Chapter XXIII (23) The Catacombs Odessa, Ukraine “Hi, Vasily. I hope you haven’t been waiting long. I’m sorry I’m a little late.” He smiled. “No problem. If you’re ready...
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Emerging
The Informant’s Agenda Chapter XXIV (24) Searing pain in my eyes from the explosion left me incapable of seeing anything or anyone beyond the smoke and debris. Yet, my feet were compelled to take one...
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Dusting off my ‘old projects’
There is still only 24 hours in a day and 7 days in a week. It is a new year and we’ve barely started 2016. But, as I have said before, for me each moment counts in itself, and there are those times...
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“Self-reflection”– (A work of Fiction)
The below story is fiction. It is a recent chapter in the ongoing story, The Informant’s Agenda. You can find chapters 1-24 posted under the heading, The Informant’s Agenda ~~~~~~~~~~~ The minutes,...
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