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CHAPTER 20

THE EAST SIDE, 1942

Captain Ed Falk picked up the newspaper on the table in the reserve room and read, “More Draft Notices Issued This Week.”

It won’t be long now, he thought, looking at the snow piling up outside. His brother, Tom, had just written from basic training in Fort Dix. Fifty dollars a month as a buck private. He’d get more as a married officer, but it was still peanuts. The desk lieutenant opened the door and looked around to make sure they were alone.

“We got another one, Cap.”

“How many?”

“Three that we found, so far. The new ones, too. Gottliebs with the ‘multiplier’ features.”

“What’s his name?”

“John Walenty. Calls himself Walters, now. He’s running Walter Schneider’s vending route.”