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50 I John W. Warner IV Lil* ol me? Colonel Leon Schlesinger, at your service, ex Hollywood. You all are going to be the evil ogres in my next Bugs Bunny cartoon courtesy of Jack Warner and his brothers. I pay top dollar. Free studio cocaine. .And Hollywood is chock fall of your kind of […]

Lion, Tiger, Bear I 51 me about you and your peculiar hobby, and your Nazi connections in Rome. Hes safely locked up in Valhalla, and doesnt like the idea of mass ritual murder believe it or not, non-combatant children especially. We exchange sleazy favors. Tit for tat. Hes an occultist! spat the robed Egyptian man,

52 | John W. Warner IV all hot-pokered. That I smear. The general said calmly: Since youre obviously a twisted mystery school initiate of a kind, why pick on us? Energy is energy, its neutral. You must understand the necessity of what were doing, the holy urgency behind it, that were only abiding by Hermetic

4 In a large dark tunnel, Bea awoke on a thin palm leaf mattress. She couldnt move, and began to fade into unconsciousness once again. One eye caught a blurry figure. When she focused, she saw a German soldier in full kit, short pants, garrison cap, and laced, knee-high desert boots, his head low between

John W. Warner IV Gwafa readjusted her bandage. Madame, you have been out for three days straight, we were worried about you. Were in a cave. We carried you here for over two kilometers. Les Bosches and Eye-ties are everywhere. They found the plane. Only one other survived, a wounded Australian, they treated him well

Lion, Tiger, Bear | 55 Malta-Alex run. Rations? Damn, an ashy blackamoor and a South Seas cannibal. Wonder if they raped me? Five days of canteen water and a few British rations. One med kit. Two rifles and seventy-six rounds. Tonight, I will go back into the village and trade for supplies. A black man

I John W. Warner IV She coughed hard. Ive had dealings with the Germans, intimate dealings. Theyll torture me to death. I stole something of theirs a while back that was quite valuable. An aircraft. So we are both thieves. Takuta stood. Well Im in. No way in hell Im going to rot and bake

Lion, Tiger, Bear I 57 Thanks. My father cherishes this shite, but Ill not complain. Always a perennial favorite, and most likely favorable to my slender constitution of late. Im not one for the heat, but the desert is rather beautiful. He chewed loudly. Take me back to my island and Ill never leave again.

I John W. Warner IV Gwafa undid a filthy canvas roll. Out, trois. Plenty of pitch left on them. Perhaps a water source is the cause of the cool breeze. Evaporation, yes? What the hell, lets go on an explore. Im bored to death sitting on my bruised arse. Id like a bath myself, said

Lion, Tiger, Bear I 59 Gwafa took out his knife, I cannot fit the blade between them. Magnifique. She rubbed her hand over them, their coolness to the touch invigorating. Pink granite, hard as hell, and even harder to shape. Did they drag it here from the quarries at Aswan? Im going to guess this