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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... mind getting' dirty, okay?" "No uniform?" She fingered her gray cardigan and gave me a look, like she wondered if I was too stupid to hire. "This look like a uniform? What Kalyn's wearing look like a uniform?" Kalyn must be the.
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... Okay?" I nodded a greeting at Kalyn and acquiescence at Theresa. "Guess I ought to study the lunch menu." Kalyn handed me one. "Just like breakfast," she said. She was tiny, the biggest thing about her was her hair—hair red enough to ...
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... okay. One of 'em's still working on it. One's a useless sack of shit." I put my hand under my chin and pushed my mouth shut before a fly flew in. Theresa's frankness went beyond blunt. I checked my apron pockets. Pencil. Pad. Straws ...
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... okay?" He nodded. Clyde turned to leave. "Hold on," Belcher commanded. "You ain't heard my message yet. Tell Theresa that Jimmy's got some important business on Saturday and he needs the truck. Okay? He'll be out at the camp." Clyde ...
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... okay? Try not to underestimate them. The people we're dealing with aren't stupid. And they're quite paranoid. Have you got a gun?" "I don't know how to use one." That wasn't quite true. More than one innocent soda can had met a terrible ...
... okay? Try not to underestimate them. The people we're dealing with aren't stupid. And they're quite paranoid. Have you got a gun?" "I don't know how to use one." That wasn't quite true. More than one innocent soda can had met a terrible ...
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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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