I Came Home From Overseas Expecting to See My 1969 Corvette Waiting

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I stepped back into the garage and called Captain Harris. Legal. He answered on the second ring.

“Carter. You’re supposed to be on leave.”

“I am,” I said. “I need civilian counsel and a fraud report on title forgery.”

His tone shifted immediately, the way experienced people’s tones shift when they hear something serious. “Who forged it?”

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