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Название книги: Gator A-GO-GO
Автор(ы): Tim Dorsey
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Gator-A-GO-GO-149238.html
Book 12 in the Serge Storms series, 2010
For KellyLife is short. It’s also pretty wide.– SPANISH PROVERB
Prologue
They threw the midget over the balcony, and I was off on the spring break vacation of a lifetime…“Serge, hit pause. I don’t want to miss anything.”“What’s taking so long?”“I’m getting dinner.”“Coleman, you’ve already seen my documentary five times.”“No, I haven’t. Just hit pause.”Sigh.PAUSEColeman waddled into the living room cradling a plastic bowl the size of a small satellite dish. Five beer cans in their plastic rings dangled from a special tactical hook on his belt.“What’s that?” asked Serge.Coleman plopped next to him on the couch. “Dinner.”“A half gallon of beer and two pounds of barbecue Fritos?”Coleman pointed at the frozen TV screen. “Hey, I’ve seen this already.”“Told you.”Coleman crammed his mouth and licked his fingers for valuable Frito-Lay Incorporated dust. “I don’t want to watch it again.”“I do.”Crunch, crunch. “Can’t we watch something else?”“What about the bonus material?”“Your documenta
Название книги: Gator A-GO-GO
Автор(ы): Tim Dorsey
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Gator-A-GO-GO-149238.html
Book 12 in the Serge Storms series, 2010
For KellyLife is short. It’s also pretty wide.– SPANISH PROVERB
Prologue
They threw the midget over the balcony, and I was off on the spring break vacation of a lifetime…“Serge, hit pause. I don’t want to miss anything.”“What’s taking so long?”“I’m getting dinner.”“Coleman, you’ve already seen my documentary five times.”“No, I haven’t. Just hit pause.”Sigh.PAUSEColeman waddled into the living room cradling a plastic bowl the size of a small satellite dish. Five beer cans in their plastic rings dangled from a special tactical hook on his belt.“What’s that?” asked Serge.Coleman plopped next to him on the couch. “Dinner.”“A half gallon of beer and two pounds of barbecue Fritos?”Coleman pointed at the frozen TV screen. “Hey, I’ve seen this already.”“Told you.”Coleman crammed his mouth and licked his fingers for valuable Frito-Lay Incorporated dust. “I don’t want to watch it again.”“I do.”Crunch, crunch. “Can’t we watch something else?”“What about the bonus material?”“Your documenta
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