Liberty or Death (The Thea Kozak Mystery Series, Book 6)ePublishing Works!, 6 жовт. 2011 р. - 336 стор. Thea Kozak's sometimes rocky relationship with Maine state police detective Andre Lemieux has flourished. Now, on the day of their wedding, Thea receives awful news: Andre has been taken hostage by a militant militia group. Their terms: release one of their members from jail. The State of Maine isn't interested in co-operating. Neither is the prisoner. Taking the situation in-hand, Thea goes undercover in the town where she suspects Andre is hidden, and comes face-to-face with the most terrifying and ruthless adversaries of her life. THE THEA KOZAK MYSTERY SERIES, in order Chosen for Death Death in a Funhouse Mirror Death at the Wheel An Educated Death Death in Paradise Liberty or Death Stalking Death Death Warmed Over |
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... feel hair sprouting on my upper lip. I couldn't remember much about the rest of my wedding day. A blur of sympathetic faces, people murmuring in my ear, hugging me. My mother's declaration that as the food was already paid for, we might ...
... feel hair sprouting on my upper lip. I couldn't remember much about the rest of my wedding day. A blur of sympathetic faces, people murmuring in my ear, hugging me. My mother's declaration that as the food was already paid for, we might ...
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... feel it chill my empty stomach. I smiled at Clyde. "Thanks. This is perfect." I watched him moving around, getting things ready for dinner, cleaning up the grill, hauling in a replacement tank for the soda machine. "Don't you ever rest ...
... feel it chill my empty stomach. I smiled at Clyde. "Thanks. This is perfect." I watched him moving around, getting things ready for dinner, cleaning up the grill, hauling in a replacement tank for the soda machine. "Don't you ever rest ...
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... feel guilty, but I wasn't ready to get up and start bustling about. Didn't yet feel like filling little paper cups with tartar sauce or applesauce. Natty and the other boy were gone. Despite the air-conditioning, the kitchen was warm ...
... feel guilty, but I wasn't ready to get up and start bustling about. Didn't yet feel like filling little paper cups with tartar sauce or applesauce. Natty and the other boy were gone. Despite the air-conditioning, the kitchen was warm ...
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... Maybe it only made sense that I wouldn't feel like myself, when I was pretending to be someone else. "Norah Kavanaugh," she said, shaking my hand firmly. "You look beat. Hard day?" "I'm not as young as I used to be. If.
... Maybe it only made sense that I wouldn't feel like myself, when I was pretending to be someone else. "Norah Kavanaugh," she said, shaking my hand firmly. "You look beat. Hard day?" "I'm not as young as I used to be. If.
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... feel welcome. The whole place was buzzing with talk about something in the news, but I was so busy I couldn't catch more than snatches of conversation. I didn't count the number of trips, but it felt like close to a thousand, back and ...
... feel welcome. The whole place was buzzing with talk about something in the news, but I was so busy I couldn't catch more than snatches of conversation. I didn't count the number of trips, but it felt like close to a thousand, back and ...
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The Cambridge History of American Literature: Volume 2, Prose Writing 1820-1865 Sacvan Bercovitch,Cyrus R. K. Patell Обмежений попередній перегляд - 1994 |
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