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Название книги: Cold Hit
Автор(ы): Linda Fairstein
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Cold-Hit-229577.html
The third book in the Alex Cooper series
I am spellbound by the mystery of murder.– Weegee (Arthur Fellig)
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It was after eight o’clock, and all I could see of the sun was its gleaming crown as it slipped behind the row of steep cliffs, giving off an iridescent pink haze that signaled the end of a long August day. Brackish gray water swirled and broke against the large rocks that edged the mound of dirt on which I stood, spitting up at my ankles as I stared out to the west at the Palisades. The pleats of my white linen skirt, which had seemed so cool and weightless as I moved about the airconditioned courtroom all afternoon, were plastered against my thighs by the humidity, and I swatted off the mosquitoes as they searched for a place to land on my forearms.I turned away from the striking vista across the Hudson River and glanced down at the body of the woman that had snagged on the boulders less than an hour earlier.The detective from the Crime Scene Unit reloaded his camera and took another dozen shots. “Want a couple of
Название книги: Cold Hit
Автор(ы): Linda Fairstein
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Cold-Hit-229577.html
The third book in the Alex Cooper series
I am spellbound by the mystery of murder.– Weegee (Arthur Fellig)
1
It was after eight o’clock, and all I could see of the sun was its gleaming crown as it slipped behind the row of steep cliffs, giving off an iridescent pink haze that signaled the end of a long August day. Brackish gray water swirled and broke against the large rocks that edged the mound of dirt on which I stood, spitting up at my ankles as I stared out to the west at the Palisades. The pleats of my white linen skirt, which had seemed so cool and weightless as I moved about the airconditioned courtroom all afternoon, were plastered against my thighs by the humidity, and I swatted off the mosquitoes as they searched for a place to land on my forearms.I turned away from the striking vista across the Hudson River and glanced down at the body of the woman that had snagged on the boulders less than an hour earlier.The detective from the Crime Scene Unit reloaded his camera and took another dozen shots. “Want a couple of
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