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The Trial of Thomas Jefferson [MultiFormat]
eBook by David Barr Kirtley
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eBook Category: Science Fiction
eBook Description: In the future, a U.N. commission is established to yank notorious criminals out of the past and try them for their crimes. Due to the mechanics of time travel, history cannot be changed, but at least justice can be done. The commission works its way through the worst of the worst, but soon begins targeting more controversial choices--like Thomas Jefferson, a slaveholder. And that's only the beginning.
eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Cicada, 2003
Fictionwise Release Date: September 2005
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [176 KB], eReader (PDB) [22 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [8 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [8 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [71 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [79 KB], hiebook (KML) [79 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [37 KB], iSilo (PDB) [6 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [9 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [36 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [15 KB]
Words: 2210
Reading time: 6-8 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
Berlin on April 26, 1945 was a ruined husk of a city. The buildings were empty, scorched, and roofless. Rubble fell from crumbling walls and littered the streets.
A group of men popped into existence. They wore heavily armored gray suits and carried advanced weaponry and equipment. The letters U.N. were printed in blue on their shoulders. Through clear face plates they studied the broken city and the overcast sky.
Debris crunched beneath their boots as they marched. They came to a bunker and blasted open its doors with explosives. Inside, startled German guards cried out and opened fire with rifles, but the shots bounced harmlessly off the men's gray armor. Bullets ricocheted away into the darkness, and the U.N. soldiers stomped past, unconcerned.
They went down to the deepest corner of the compound, where a man with a narrow brown mustache sat. He tried to shoot himself, but they grabbed him, wrestled the pistol away from his mouth, and handcuffed his hands behind his back.
"Herr Hitler," said one of the U.N. men. "Sie mussen mit uns kommen."
Another man said, "You have been indicted by the war crimes tribunal at the Hague for crimes against humanity." They zipped him into a silvery body bag.
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