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From: | Karp Horney |
Subject: | [Savannah-help-public] Re: Goth petrifaction |
Date: | Sun, 18 Dec 2005 11:18:41 -0500 |
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villa, and one they all agreed was designed more to permit the old
Frenchman time to catch his breath than for any other purpose. St.
Jacques had stationed a guard there to prevent entrance into the
demolished chapel. There would be no contact here. Then Bourne heard the
words over the radio-the words that would send the false nurse racing
away from her false charge.
Get away from me! yelled Fontaine. I dont like you. Where is our
regular nurse? What have you done with her?
Up ahead, the two commandos were side by side, crouching below the
wall. They turned and looked at Jason, their expressions in the eerie
wash of colored lights telling him what he knew only too well. From that
moment on, all decisions were his; they had led him, escorted him, to |
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