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Название книги: Double Homicide
Автор(ы): Faye Kellerman
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Double-Homicide-194675.html
Boston. In the Land of Giants1
It wasn’t that Dorothy was nosy. She was going through the backpack because it stank. Five days’ worth of rotted food leaked from brown lunch bags-a microbe’s dream. After carefully extracting the olfactory offense with her fingertips, she saw something at the bottom, partially buried beneath crumpled papers and textbooks. Just the merest wink of metal, but it spoke to her with malevolence.Her heart slammed against her chest.Gingerly, she pushed away the junk on top until the object was completely exposed-a Smith & Wesson revolver, an old one. Taking it out of the knapsack, she examined the weapon. Nicked, scarred, rust around the muzzle. Poorly maintained. Six blank chambers, but that was meager comfort.Her face registered shock, then the rage set in.“Spencer!” Her normally deep voice had turned shrill. “Spencer, get your sorry ass in here right now!”Her screaming was futile. Spencer was down the block, shooting b-balls in the Y with the gang: Rashid, Armando, Cory, Juwoine,
Название книги: Double Homicide
Автор(ы): Faye Kellerman
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Double-Homicide-194675.html
Boston. In the Land of Giants1
It wasn’t that Dorothy was nosy. She was going through the backpack because it stank. Five days’ worth of rotted food leaked from brown lunch bags-a microbe’s dream. After carefully extracting the olfactory offense with her fingertips, she saw something at the bottom, partially buried beneath crumpled papers and textbooks. Just the merest wink of metal, but it spoke to her with malevolence.Her heart slammed against her chest.Gingerly, she pushed away the junk on top until the object was completely exposed-a Smith & Wesson revolver, an old one. Taking it out of the knapsack, she examined the weapon. Nicked, scarred, rust around the muzzle. Poorly maintained. Six blank chambers, but that was meager comfort.Her face registered shock, then the rage set in.“Spencer!” Her normally deep voice had turned shrill. “Spencer, get your sorry ass in here right now!”Her screaming was futile. Spencer was down the block, shooting b-balls in the Y with the gang: Rashid, Armando, Cory, Juwoine,
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