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Название книги: Self-Defence
Автор(ы): Jonathan Kellerman
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Self-Defence-151519.html
The ninth book in the Alex Delaware series, 1994
To my daughter Ilana,a fine and magical mind, a sweet soul,and, always, music
1
She smiled, as usual.From her chair she had a fine view of the ocean. This morning it was a wrinkled teal sheet gilded with sunrise. A triangle of pelicans reconnoitered overhead. I doubted she'd notice any of it.She moved around a bit, trying to get comfortable."Good morning, Lucy.""Good morning, Dr. Delaware."Her purse was at her feet, a huge macramé bag with leather straps. She had on a light blue cotton sweater and a pleated pink skirt. Her hair was fawn-colored, sleek, shoulder length with feather bangs. Her slender face was lightly freckled, with great cheekbones and fine features ruled by huge brown eyes. She looked younger than twenty-five."So," she said, shrugging and still smiling."So."The smile died. "Today I want to talk about him.""Okay."She covered her mouth, then removed her fingers. "The things he did."I nodded."No," she said. "I don't mean what we've already been over.
Название книги: Self-Defence
Автор(ы): Jonathan Kellerman
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Self-Defence-151519.html
The ninth book in the Alex Delaware series, 1994
To my daughter Ilana,a fine and magical mind, a sweet soul,and, always, music
1
She smiled, as usual.From her chair she had a fine view of the ocean. This morning it was a wrinkled teal sheet gilded with sunrise. A triangle of pelicans reconnoitered overhead. I doubted she'd notice any of it.She moved around a bit, trying to get comfortable."Good morning, Lucy.""Good morning, Dr. Delaware."Her purse was at her feet, a huge macramé bag with leather straps. She had on a light blue cotton sweater and a pleated pink skirt. Her hair was fawn-colored, sleek, shoulder length with feather bangs. Her slender face was lightly freckled, with great cheekbones and fine features ruled by huge brown eyes. She looked younger than twenty-five."So," she said, shrugging and still smiling."So."The smile died. "Today I want to talk about him.""Okay."She covered her mouth, then removed her fingers. "The things he did."I nodded."No," she said. "I don't mean what we've already been over.
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