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Название книги: Your Heart Belongs To Me
Автор(ы): Dean Koontz
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Your-Heart-Belongs-To-Me-151466.html
This book is dedicated to Tim and Serena Powersfor reasons obvious to anyone who knows them
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned… -W. B. Yeats, “The Second Coming”
Part I
The houses are all gone under the sea.The dancers are all gone under the hill. -T. S. Eliot, “East Coker”
ONE
Ryan Perry did not know that something in him was broken. At thirty-four, he appeared to be more physically fit than he had been at twenty-four. His home gym was well equipped. A personal trainer came to his house three times a week.On that Wednesday morning in September, in his bedroom, when he drew open the draperies and saw blue sky as polished as a plate, and the sea blue with the celestial reflection, he wanted surf and sand more than he wanted breakfast.He went on-line, consulted a surfcast site, and called Samantha.She must have glanced at the caller-ID readout, because sh
Название книги: Your Heart Belongs To Me
Автор(ы): Dean Koontz
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Your-Heart-Belongs-To-Me-151466.html
This book is dedicated to Tim and Serena Powersfor reasons obvious to anyone who knows them
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned… -W. B. Yeats, “The Second Coming”
Part I
The houses are all gone under the sea.The dancers are all gone under the hill. -T. S. Eliot, “East Coker”
ONE
Ryan Perry did not know that something in him was broken. At thirty-four, he appeared to be more physically fit than he had been at twenty-four. His home gym was well equipped. A personal trainer came to his house three times a week.On that Wednesday morning in September, in his bedroom, when he drew open the draperies and saw blue sky as polished as a plate, and the sea blue with the celestial reflection, he wanted surf and sand more than he wanted breakfast.He went on-line, consulted a surfcast site, and called Samantha.She must have glanced at the caller-ID readout, because sh
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