The Devil—With Wings (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
It stood in a backwash of the Amur and looked like some gigantic animal skeleton of prehistoric days propped up in the black water. The chain buckets were running up and returning empty in an endless stream. Water poured out from pipes and steam rose busily over the shacks on the deck of the barge. Forsythe banked once around it, flying low. He could see men diving hastily down the swinging catwalk which connected the dredge with the shore. Another man in a white shirt stood on the deck, staring up. Forsythe stabbed away from there like a silver arrow and picked up a nearby field. Gun cut and wires shrilling, he settled down for a landing upon the dark ground. Before the ship stopped rolling, the man in the white shirt was seen sprinting over the river bank toward them. No one else could be seen anywhere. The top of the dredge was visible against the sunset of yellow and flame, and Forsythe, looking at it, thought of the gallows.
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