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Название книги: Burglars Can’t Be Choosers
Автор(ы): Lawrence Block
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Burglars-Can_t-Be-Choosers-161717.html
Book 1 in the Bernie Rhodenbarr series
For Steve and Nancy Schwerner
Chapter One
A handful of minutes after nine I hoisted my Bloomingdale’s shopping bag and moved out of a doorway and into step with a tall blond fellow with a faintly equine cast to his face. He was carrying an attaché case that looked too thin to be of much use. Like a high-fashion model, you might say. His topcoat was one of those new plaid ones and his hair, a little longer than my own, had been cut a strand at a time.“We meet again,” I said, which was an out-and-out lie. “Turned out to be a pretty fair day after all.”He smiled, perfectly willing to believe that we were neighbors who exchanged a friendly word now and then. “Little brisk this evening,” he said.I agreed that it was brisk. There wasn’t much he might have said that I wouldn’t have gladly agreed with. He looked respectable and he was walking east on Sixty-seventh Street and that was all I required of him. I didn’t want to befriend him or play handball with
Название книги: Burglars Can’t Be Choosers
Автор(ы): Lawrence Block
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Burglars-Can_t-Be-Choosers-161717.html
Book 1 in the Bernie Rhodenbarr series
For Steve and Nancy Schwerner
Chapter One
A handful of minutes after nine I hoisted my Bloomingdale’s shopping bag and moved out of a doorway and into step with a tall blond fellow with a faintly equine cast to his face. He was carrying an attaché case that looked too thin to be of much use. Like a high-fashion model, you might say. His topcoat was one of those new plaid ones and his hair, a little longer than my own, had been cut a strand at a time.“We meet again,” I said, which was an out-and-out lie. “Turned out to be a pretty fair day after all.”He smiled, perfectly willing to believe that we were neighbors who exchanged a friendly word now and then. “Little brisk this evening,” he said.I agreed that it was brisk. There wasn’t much he might have said that I wouldn’t have gladly agreed with. He looked respectable and he was walking east on Sixty-seventh Street and that was all I required of him. I didn’t want to befriend him or play handball with
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