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Название книги: Death in Paradise
Автор(ы): Robert Parker
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Death-in-Paradise-192301.html
The third book in the Jesse Stone series, 2001
Chapter One
One out. A left-handed hitter with an inside-out swing. The ball would slice away from him toward third. Jesse took a step to his right. The next pitch was inside and chest high and the batter yanked it down the first baseline, over the bag and into the right-field corner, had there been a corner, and lumbered into second base without a throw."I saw you move into the hole," the batter said to Jesse."Foiled again, Paulie."They played three nights a week under the lights on the west side of town beside a lake, wearing team tee shirts and hats. One umpire. No stealing. No spikes allowed. Officially it was the Paradise Men's Softball League, but Jesse often thought of it as the Boys of Evening. The next batter was right-handed and Jesse knew he pulled everything. He stayed in the hole. On a two-one count the right-handed hitter rammed the ball a step to Jesse's left. One step. Left foot first, right foot turned, glove on the ground. Soft hands. Don't gr
Название книги: Death in Paradise
Автор(ы): Robert Parker
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Death-in-Paradise-192301.html
The third book in the Jesse Stone series, 2001
Chapter One
One out. A left-handed hitter with an inside-out swing. The ball would slice away from him toward third. Jesse took a step to his right. The next pitch was inside and chest high and the batter yanked it down the first baseline, over the bag and into the right-field corner, had there been a corner, and lumbered into second base without a throw."I saw you move into the hole," the batter said to Jesse."Foiled again, Paulie."They played three nights a week under the lights on the west side of town beside a lake, wearing team tee shirts and hats. One umpire. No stealing. No spikes allowed. Officially it was the Paradise Men's Softball League, but Jesse often thought of it as the Boys of Evening. The next batter was right-handed and Jesse knew he pulled everything. He stayed in the hole. On a two-one count the right-handed hitter rammed the ball a step to Jesse's left. One step. Left foot first, right foot turned, glove on the ground. Soft hands. Don't gr
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