Thirty Veterans in Leather Vests Arrived at My Front Door on Tuesday Morning

pages, setting them down on the counter with a soft thud.

“It costs six dollars for the official copies,” Bob said.

I pulled a five-dollar bill and a single from my coat pocket, placing the paper money on the counter between us.

“Is this the current address for his development group?” I asked, pointing to the name on the top sheet.

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