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From: | Krystelle Barks |
Subject: | [Pengfork-user] Re: instantly pertinence |
Date: | Mon, 19 Dec 2005 19:32:23 -0500 |
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button. In the front seat, beyond the glass partition, the driver picked
up the phone recessed in the seat beside him. Theres been a change of
plans, said Holland. Head for Sterile Five.
The limousine slowed down, and at the next intersection turned right
toward the rolling hills and verdant fields of the Virginia hunt
country. Morris Panov closed his eyes, as if in a trance or as a man
might do facing some appalling ordeal-his own execution perhaps. Alex
looked at Peter Holland; they both glanced at Mo, then back at each
other. Whatever Panov was doing, there was a reason for it. Until they
reached the gates of the estate that was Sterile House Five thirty
minutes later, no one spoke.
DCI and company, announced the driver to the guard wearing the |
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