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Название книги: Exit Music
Автор(ы): Ian Rankin
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Exit-Music-195158.html
Book 17 in the Inspector Rebus series, 2007
Father always said a policeman's knock is unmistakable, and it is, the rap on the paintwork a very public command, feasting. the hearer's capacity for guilt.Andrew O'Hagan, Be Near Me
Day One. Wednesday 15 November 2006
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The girl screamed once, only the once, but it was enough. By the time the middle-aged couple arrived at the foot of Raeburn Wynd, she was kneeling on the ground, hands over her face, shoulders heaving with sobs. The man studied the corpse for a moment, then tried shielding his wife's eyes, but she had already turned away.He took out his phone and called the emergency number. It was ten minutes before the police car arrived, during which time the girl tried to leave, the man explaining calmly that she should wait, his hand rubbing her shoulder. His wife was seated kerbside, despite the nighttime chill. November in Edinburgh, not quite cold enough for a frost but heading that way. King's Stables Road wasn't the busiest of thoroughfares. A No Entry sign prevented ve
Название книги: Exit Music
Автор(ы): Ian Rankin
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Exit-Music-195158.html
Book 17 in the Inspector Rebus series, 2007
Father always said a policeman's knock is unmistakable, and it is, the rap on the paintwork a very public command, feasting. the hearer's capacity for guilt.Andrew O'Hagan, Be Near Me
Day One. Wednesday 15 November 2006
1
The girl screamed once, only the once, but it was enough. By the time the middle-aged couple arrived at the foot of Raeburn Wynd, she was kneeling on the ground, hands over her face, shoulders heaving with sobs. The man studied the corpse for a moment, then tried shielding his wife's eyes, but she had already turned away.He took out his phone and called the emergency number. It was ten minutes before the police car arrived, during which time the girl tried to leave, the man explaining calmly that she should wait, his hand rubbing her shoulder. His wife was seated kerbside, despite the nighttime chill. November in Edinburgh, not quite cold enough for a frost but heading that way. King's Stables Road wasn't the busiest of thoroughfares. A No Entry sign prevented ve
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