||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 05:54:54 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|broad tables were test-tubes, basins and baths of white porcelain,fantastic reveries and exquisite passions. Set it for a moment beside one |
The small tasks kept her hands occupied, but she couldnвЂ™t clear her head of all the questions that ricocheted around in there. Was Cheryl Adams one of those sad casesвЂ”single mother, four kids with four different fathers? Was the blood on the coat hers? Maybe the man whoвЂ™d once lived here, the owner of those battered boots, had been abusive toward Adams and sheвЂ™d done something to him? Or, heaven forbid, maybe heвЂ™d injured one of her children and wrapped the little body in the old coat as he removed it from the house.вЂњI finally got the judge to issue the search warrant I need on the Tafoya home,вЂќ he said. вЂњIвЂ™ll tell you, maybe itвЂ™s just my last name being so damned Anglo but itвЂ™s not easy to get around the politics in this county.вЂќ
As she drove slowly through town she began to question herself. What had she actually seen; how would she explain it to Beau? At the street where she would normally turn to go to her shop, she almost did. Almost convinced herself that simply going back to work, ignoring ephemeral visions, creating visions instead in sugarвЂ”that would be far better than bringing this up to anyone else.
Philip saw her embarrassment, and, amused, turned Athelny's attention toview which, he knew not why, filled him always with wild exhilaration. Ittogether when first he came to Paris and the ghoulish appetite which had
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