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Название книги: The Taken
Автор(ы): Inger Wolfe
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Taken-158730.html
The second book in the Hazel Micallef Mystery series, 2009
To the Eclipse Café,with thanks for the cornerLove never dies a natural death.– Anaïs Nin
Prologue
What always broke his heart was the way they dressed themselves. Divorcées in wedding gowns slumped behind the wheel in their garages; stockbrokers in Armani hanging from basement joists; the jilted plunging from rooftops drenched in cologne or perfume, as if to say their wrecked bodies still had more to offer in death than anyone had ever known in life.This one wore a pair of black jeans over Blundstone boots, a faded green T-shirt, and a black wool sweater. A thin leather cord served as a necklace from which a silver lamb hung, her only piece of jewellery apart from a gold hoop edged with a curlicue design, like a Sufi sun, dangling from one ear. He pictured someone giving her that lamb and wondered what had been meant by it. That she was innocent? That she needed protection? Obviously, it hadn’t been enough.They’d pulled her up onto the grass, and the discoloured lak
Название книги: The Taken
Автор(ы): Inger Wolfe
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Taken-158730.html
The second book in the Hazel Micallef Mystery series, 2009
To the Eclipse Café,with thanks for the cornerLove never dies a natural death.– Anaïs Nin
Prologue
What always broke his heart was the way they dressed themselves. Divorcées in wedding gowns slumped behind the wheel in their garages; stockbrokers in Armani hanging from basement joists; the jilted plunging from rooftops drenched in cologne or perfume, as if to say their wrecked bodies still had more to offer in death than anyone had ever known in life.This one wore a pair of black jeans over Blundstone boots, a faded green T-shirt, and a black wool sweater. A thin leather cord served as a necklace from which a silver lamb hung, her only piece of jewellery apart from a gold hoop edged with a curlicue design, like a Sufi sun, dangling from one ear. He pictured someone giving her that lamb and wondered what had been meant by it. That she was innocent? That she needed protection? Obviously, it hadn’t been enough.They’d pulled her up onto the grass, and the discoloured lak
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