cleo at tp.silkera.net
Fri Dec 16 15:38:01 PST 2005
his head. Or? Lavier locked her large green eyes with his. Or, monsieur?
The boulevard Lefebvre, replied Jason slowly, softly. The trap. As I
reversed his on me, he reversed mine for him three hours later. Then I
broke the strategy and took you. Exactly. The once and former whore of
Monte Carlo nodded. And he cannot know what transpired between us ...
therefore, Im marked for execution. A pawn is removed, for she is merely
a pawn. She can tell the authorities nothing of substance; shes never
seen the Jackal; she can only repeat the gossip of lowly subordinates.
Youve never seen him? I may have, but not to my knowledge. Again, the
rumors fly around Paris. This one with swarthy Latin skin, or that one
with black eyes and
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