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Название книги: Stone Angel
Автор(ы): Carol O’Connell
Жанр: Детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Stone-Angel-147527.html
The fourth book in the Kathleen Mallory series, 1997
FOR NICK DOWNING
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Dianne Burke, Search and Rescue Research, Tempe, AZ Ifqy01a@prodigy.comYvonne Finley, Chief Civil Deputy, Tensas Sheriff’s Department, LANorman Herland, Computer Consultant, White Plains, NY hfdb01a@prodigy.comKitt Peak ObservatoryEllsworth Pilie, Jr. Hydraulics Branch of U.S. Army Corps of EngineersBob Rholi, Ph.D. Climatologist, Southern Regional Climate Center, LSU, Baton Rouge, LA
PROGOLUE
In the idiot’s philosophy, a cloud could never be just a cloud. Seeking portent, he read much into the shapeshifting. This particular cloud was bereft of any wind to drive it. Thwarted in its forward movement, it billowed upward in a silent explosion of form, pluming high and angry, boiling over the face of the midday sun and killing its light.Now the cloud was alone in the sky.The town square flickered in and out of the dark as a succession of quick bright flashes of gaseous green lit the cloud from within. Then came a low rumble – prelude t
Название книги: Stone Angel
Автор(ы): Carol O’Connell
Жанр: Детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Stone-Angel-147527.html
The fourth book in the Kathleen Mallory series, 1997
FOR NICK DOWNING
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Dianne Burke, Search and Rescue Research, Tempe, AZ Ifqy01a@prodigy.comYvonne Finley, Chief Civil Deputy, Tensas Sheriff’s Department, LANorman Herland, Computer Consultant, White Plains, NY hfdb01a@prodigy.comKitt Peak ObservatoryEllsworth Pilie, Jr. Hydraulics Branch of U.S. Army Corps of EngineersBob Rholi, Ph.D. Climatologist, Southern Regional Climate Center, LSU, Baton Rouge, LA
PROGOLUE
In the idiot’s philosophy, a cloud could never be just a cloud. Seeking portent, he read much into the shapeshifting. This particular cloud was bereft of any wind to drive it. Thwarted in its forward movement, it billowed upward in a silent explosion of form, pluming high and angry, boiling over the face of the midday sun and killing its light.Now the cloud was alone in the sky.The town square flickered in and out of the dark as a succession of quick bright flashes of gaseous green lit the cloud from within. Then came a low rumble – prelude t
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