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Название книги: One False Move
Автор(ы): Harlan Coben
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/One-False-Move-196401.html
The fifth book in the Myron Bolitar series
In memory of my parentsCorky and Carel Cobenand in celebration of their grandchildrenSharlet, Alexander,Benjamen and Gabriel
Prologue
September 15The cemetery overlooked a schoolyard.Myron pushed at the loose dirt with the toe of his Rockport. There was no stone here yet, just a metal marker holding a plain index card with a name typed in capital letters. He shook his head. Why was he standing here like some cliche from a bad TV show? In his mind’s eye Myron could see how the whole scene should be played out. Torrential rain should be pounding on his back, but he would be too bereaved to notice. His head should be lowered, tears glistening in his eyes, maybe one running down his cheek, blending in with the rain. Cue the stirring music. The camera should move off his face and pull back slowly, very slowly, showing his slumped shoulders, the rain driving harder, more graves, no one else present. Still pulling back, the camera eventually shows Win, Myron’s loyal partner, sta
Название книги: One False Move
Автор(ы): Harlan Coben
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/One-False-Move-196401.html
The fifth book in the Myron Bolitar series
In memory of my parentsCorky and Carel Cobenand in celebration of their grandchildrenSharlet, Alexander,Benjamen and Gabriel
Prologue
September 15The cemetery overlooked a schoolyard.Myron pushed at the loose dirt with the toe of his Rockport. There was no stone here yet, just a metal marker holding a plain index card with a name typed in capital letters. He shook his head. Why was he standing here like some cliche from a bad TV show? In his mind’s eye Myron could see how the whole scene should be played out. Torrential rain should be pounding on his back, but he would be too bereaved to notice. His head should be lowered, tears glistening in his eyes, maybe one running down his cheek, blending in with the rain. Cue the stirring music. The camera should move off his face and pull back slowly, very slowly, showing his slumped shoulders, the rain driving harder, more graves, no one else present. Still pulling back, the camera eventually shows Win, Myron’s loyal partner, sta
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