Floating Lies and Sinking Truth - P1 COMPLETE

Floating Lies and Sinking Truth - P1 COMPLETE

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It's July 1980 and one of the crew go missing on the first day out on a new voyage. Did they jump ship or were they pushed? Were they murdered? If so by who and why? If he is dead and we never find the body we'll probably never know! If his body has sunk to the deep then there goes any chance at getting the truth! Part One of a planned series of short stories follows the crew of a huge cargo ship. Its journey across the World's Oceans will see the crew face many different challenges. NOTE - This is a fictional story, any similarities with real people or events are coincidental. M
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