||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 07:06:04 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|2 G /E KART:“I’m not the kid’s baby-sitter, Sarge.”“Melnikov! You copy?”Ardo raised the rifle to his shoulder, squaring his aim between her eyes. |
вЂњIn this entire state.вЂќLittle Jennifer Baca was no longer the scrawny twelve-year-old that Sam had remembered. SheвЂ™d driven over to the gallery where Kelly said Jen worked, hoping to catch her with a little free time for an informal interview and finding the place as devoid of customers as Kelly described. At thirty, Jen stood tall, slender and elegant in a broomstick skirt and silk tunic top that hugged her youthful curves and set off spectacular examples of turquoise and gold jewelry.Jen walked in with a tray of hot croissants that sheвЂ™d just taken from the oven.
вЂњSam, isnвЂ™t it?вЂќ he said. вЂњBeau talks about you a lot.вЂќSam felt her blood pressure rising and bit back a sharp retort. She hung up abruptly. No sense in pissing the guy off further; he already had enough issues and she certainly wouldnвЂ™t get her equipment faster by making him mad. She tossed the cell phone back onto the table and blew out a sharp breath.вЂњBecky, while youвЂ™re at it, we better bake up some new fabulous thing for the Chocoholics group. If you have any brilliant ideas on that, IвЂ™ll let you run with it. IвЂ™m a little stumped for them this week.вЂќ
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He was not greatly interested in the Impressionists.
manifestation of the sexual instinct. It is the same emotionwas there."