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Название книги: Victim Six
Автор(ы): Gregg Olsen
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Victim-Six-146737.html
Copyright © 2010 Gregg Olsen
For Rita Ticen Burns
Prologue
Exact date and time unknownSomewhere in rural Washington State“Quiet, bitch,” he said. “Be a good girl and do as I say.”His words came at her with the smell of sweat and motor oil. They were delivered in a strangely calm, almost soothing, cadence.The young woman was terrified, her body, her very presence, shrinking under his power.“Don’t!” she said, the words falling from her trembling lips.“Good girl,” he repeated.Tears rolled. A coppery flavor filled her mouth. It was as if she tasted spare change, yet her mouth was empty. She was bleeding where he had struck her.And her pleas for help were called out only in her head, God, help me!No answer. Just a slow fade. A curtain pulled. A moon eclipsed. Then absolutely nothing at all.That was before. Just how long ago, she couldn’t be sure. Her memories were a mosaic. They came to her, not the seamless movie reel she had imagined people saw in their mind’s eye when their final moments came and their life flashed before th
Название книги: Victim Six
Автор(ы): Gregg Olsen
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Victim-Six-146737.html
Copyright © 2010 Gregg Olsen
For Rita Ticen Burns
Prologue
Exact date and time unknownSomewhere in rural Washington State“Quiet, bitch,” he said. “Be a good girl and do as I say.”His words came at her with the smell of sweat and motor oil. They were delivered in a strangely calm, almost soothing, cadence.The young woman was terrified, her body, her very presence, shrinking under his power.“Don’t!” she said, the words falling from her trembling lips.“Good girl,” he repeated.Tears rolled. A coppery flavor filled her mouth. It was as if she tasted spare change, yet her mouth was empty. She was bleeding where he had struck her.And her pleas for help were called out only in her head, God, help me!No answer. Just a slow fade. A curtain pulled. A moon eclipsed. Then absolutely nothing at all.That was before. Just how long ago, she couldn’t be sure. Her memories were a mosaic. They came to her, not the seamless movie reel she had imagined people saw in their mind’s eye when their final moments came and their life flashed before th
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