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Название книги: Dark of the Moon
Автор(ы): John Sandford
Жанр: Криминальный детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Dark-of-the-Moon-155606.html
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SIX GARBAGE BAGS full of red cedar shavings, purchased two at a time for a dollar a bag, at midnight, at the self-serve shed at Dunstead amp; Daughter Custom Furniture, serving your fine cabinetry needs since 1986. No cameras, no lights, no attendant, no theft, no problem.Moonie stacked the bags in the basement, Cross Canadian Ragweed pounding through the iPod ear-buds, singing about those dead-red lips; then up the stairs, pulling the ear-buds, to where the old man lay facedown on the rug, shaking, kicking, crying, trying to get free. Tied with cheap hemp rope, but no matter. The old man was so old and so feeble that string would have worked as well as rope."Please," he groaned, "don't hurt me."Moonie laughed, a long singing rock 'n' roll laugh, and at the end of it, said, "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to kill you.""What do you want? I can tell you where the money is.""The money's not what I want. I've got what I want." Moonie gripped the rope between the old man's ankles and dragged
Название книги: Dark of the Moon
Автор(ы): John Sandford
Жанр: Криминальный детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Dark-of-the-Moon-155606.html
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SIX GARBAGE BAGS full of red cedar shavings, purchased two at a time for a dollar a bag, at midnight, at the self-serve shed at Dunstead amp; Daughter Custom Furniture, serving your fine cabinetry needs since 1986. No cameras, no lights, no attendant, no theft, no problem.Moonie stacked the bags in the basement, Cross Canadian Ragweed pounding through the iPod ear-buds, singing about those dead-red lips; then up the stairs, pulling the ear-buds, to where the old man lay facedown on the rug, shaking, kicking, crying, trying to get free. Tied with cheap hemp rope, but no matter. The old man was so old and so feeble that string would have worked as well as rope."Please," he groaned, "don't hurt me."Moonie laughed, a long singing rock 'n' roll laugh, and at the end of it, said, "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to kill you.""What do you want? I can tell you where the money is.""The money's not what I want. I've got what I want." Moonie gripped the rope between the old man's ankles and dragged
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