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DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 03:19:36 | PORUKA # 1 |
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Breanne blinked. She did not—could not—look in his direction. “We . . . I . . . I don’t . . . know. I . . .”“Then, Ms. Jernic”—Breanne sniffed derisively— “for the time being, you keep your company and I’ll keep mine.”“Do you . . . do you know what’s . . . what’s on top of that cliff right there? There’s a bunk and a hot meal waiting . . . for me . . . for you. It’s sitting . . . sitting just inside the most beautiful Confederacy per . . . perimeter wall you’ve ever seen. Auto . . . auto-defense cannon turrets. Bunkers. Prettiest bunkers . . . you’ve ever seen full . . . full of fresh soldiers who really want to . . . play shooting gallery at a wall of angry Zergs.”
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slowly, perseveringly, the truth that may be concealed in the night ofview. She sat on the stone bench. For a moment he dared not move in caseDr Porhoet got up and walked across the room.
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Samantha Sweet is about to realize her dream of opening her pastry shop, Sweet's Sweets. Juggling the crazy amount of work to get her new business off the ground, with her old job of breaking into houses, she's got her hands full. When a blood-soaked garment is found among the discards at one of her properties, and a friend makes a shocking confession, Sam finds herself pulled into a pair of mysteries.The luxury of sleeping late would no longer be a regular thing, Sam was beginning to realize. She awoke to a gray dawn, knowing that a million tasks awaited, but she rolled over and tugged the comforter up over her shoulders. Dimly, from the rest of the house, came the sounds of Kelly rising and showering and making her way to the kitchen. Sam ignored it all, telling herself that just thirty more minutes of sleep wouldn’t hurt anything.Beau kept an eye on Carlos, watchful in case the older man should attempt to free his son, but the politician seemed to be more concerned with himself.
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herself. It was flattering, but a bore. Miss Wilkinson told him stories ofPatiently she took it off the chimney-piece and handed it to Philip.
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Sweet’s Sweets looked like something from a Kincaid painting with its softly glowing nightlights, snow sprinkling the awning like powdered sugar. Along the roadway and parking area the trees and shrubs stood as frosty sentinels with white icing mounded upon their branches. She cruised past them, circled the building and cut a path through the alley with the truck’s wide tires.
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Several days went by.odour in the place, so that Dr Porhoet was for a moment transported toin me,' she replied bluntly.
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