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Название книги: Hate Crime
Автор(ы): William Bernhardt
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Hate-Crime-165290.html
Book 13 in the Ben Kincaid series, 2004
For Theta Juan,my mother, who taught her childrenthat all hate was a crimeIn tragic life, God wot,No villain need be! Passions spin the plot:We are betrayed by what is false within.– GEORGE MEREDITH, Modern Love
Prologue
SIX MONTHS EARLIERBroken Arrow, Oklahoma,in the Tulsa suburbs
1
I should feel something more, Mike thought, as he squeezed one eye closed and pressed the other against the scope. Some twinge of reluctance, or regret. A tightening in my gut, a chill at the base of my spine. A tingling beneath the short hairs on the back of my neck. But…All he felt was the strong and unmitigated desire to complete his mission, to do what he had come to do.If the man would just come a little closer to the window, I could blow his head off, he mused. And would. With pleasure.Major Mike Morelli of the Tulsa PD Homicide Division pulled his eye away from the reticle and wiped his brow. The world was a different place, viewed through a sniperscope. After three hours of micro-scrutinizi
Название книги: Hate Crime
Автор(ы): William Bernhardt
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Hate-Crime-165290.html
Book 13 in the Ben Kincaid series, 2004
For Theta Juan,my mother, who taught her childrenthat all hate was a crimeIn tragic life, God wot,No villain need be! Passions spin the plot:We are betrayed by what is false within.– GEORGE MEREDITH, Modern Love
Prologue
SIX MONTHS EARLIERBroken Arrow, Oklahoma,in the Tulsa suburbs
1
I should feel something more, Mike thought, as he squeezed one eye closed and pressed the other against the scope. Some twinge of reluctance, or regret. A tightening in my gut, a chill at the base of my spine. A tingling beneath the short hairs on the back of my neck. But…All he felt was the strong and unmitigated desire to complete his mission, to do what he had come to do.If the man would just come a little closer to the window, I could blow his head off, he mused. And would. With pleasure.Major Mike Morelli of the Tulsa PD Homicide Division pulled his eye away from the reticle and wiped his brow. The world was a different place, viewed through a sniperscope. After three hours of micro-scrutinizi
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