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Название книги: The Naming of the Dead
Автор(ы): Ian Rankin
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Naming-of-the-Dead-160640.html
Book 16 in the Inspector Rebus series, 2006
To everyone who was in Edinburgh on July 2, 2005We have the choice to try for a new world every day, to tell what we know of the truth every day, to take small actions every day.– A. L. Kennedy, writing about the march on GleneaglesWrite us a chapter to be proud of.– Bono, in a message to the G8
SIDE ONE. The Task of Blood
Friday, July 1, 2005
1
In place of a closing hymn, there was music. The Who, “Love Reign o’er Me.” Rebus recognized it the moment it started, thunderclaps and teeming rain filling the chapel. He was in the front pew; Chrissie had insisted. He’d rather have been further back: his usual place at funerals. Chrissie’s son and daughter sat next to her. Lesley was comforting her mother, an arm around her as the tears fell. Kenny stared straight ahead, storing up emotion for later. Earlier that morning, back at the house, Rebus had asked him his age. He would be thirty next month. Lesley was two years younger. Brother and sister looked like thei
Название книги: The Naming of the Dead
Автор(ы): Ian Rankin
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Naming-of-the-Dead-160640.html
Book 16 in the Inspector Rebus series, 2006
To everyone who was in Edinburgh on July 2, 2005We have the choice to try for a new world every day, to tell what we know of the truth every day, to take small actions every day.– A. L. Kennedy, writing about the march on GleneaglesWrite us a chapter to be proud of.– Bono, in a message to the G8
SIDE ONE. The Task of Blood
Friday, July 1, 2005
1
In place of a closing hymn, there was music. The Who, “Love Reign o’er Me.” Rebus recognized it the moment it started, thunderclaps and teeming rain filling the chapel. He was in the front pew; Chrissie had insisted. He’d rather have been further back: his usual place at funerals. Chrissie’s son and daughter sat next to her. Lesley was comforting her mother, an arm around her as the tears fell. Kenny stared straight ahead, storing up emotion for later. Earlier that morning, back at the house, Rebus had asked him his age. He would be thirty next month. Lesley was two years younger. Brother and sister looked like thei
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