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with both hands but he could not get his fingernails beneath the loop as it tightened deeper into
his flesh. He opened his mouth to shout and heard only the low sonorous opening note of a Bach fugue exhaled by the church’s massive pipe organ.
His last natural breath was trapped in his lungs, useless now and inadequate to the purpose without the next to refresh it. He made a desperate grab for
the officer’s arm and felt the wire yanked hard by the unseen assailant. His head was snapped backward. The assassin’s strength was
overpowering. The GI twisted and flopped like a game fish on a hook. His frantic eyes danced to the playful high notes in counterpoint beginning on
the church organ. They seized for an instant on the figure of the crucifix. Jesus. More like a real man suddenly. Suffering. Dying.
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Fragment is the story of a former sports columnist, now writing obituaries, and his struggle with a professional demotion,
a broken family and brutality in his own religious past. When he comes into possession of a fragment of a suppressed Biblical gospel, which he doesn’t know was stolen from the grave
of a blood descendent of Jesus by soldiers in WWII, people around him start dying. He has little time to unlock its secrets before unacceptable consquences begin touching very close to home.
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