"Don't," Jo said, and the man froze.
Then Jo fired.
Jo smiled for the first time in weeks.
The year was 1938. The Spanish Civil War had carved the nation into a bleeding mosaic of trenches, rubble, and silence. But in the remote mountains of the Sierra de Guadarrama, north of Madrid, the silence was different. It wasn't the silence of fear or exhaustion. It was the silence of anticipation . Sturmtruppen Jo Que Guerra Spanish MAXSPEED