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"...if those bones are part of something bigger, say, an Indian cemetery, it could mean an entire village was there. An archaeological dig could take years.”
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Then a nurse switches the monitors off, someone lifts a sheet over the patient's head, masks are yanked from faces, and everyone exits.
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“You see, I represent one of Annette's clients, and it's quite possible he's in serious danger. And I'm concerned now that Annette might be in danger herself.”
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Annette's brow crinkled, and her face transitioned through confusion and disbelief to comprehension, and she seemed for an instant almost relieved.
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He raised his arm in front of him, extended his middle finger and swung it slowly back and forth in an arc from one side the other.
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This was when they heard the front door chimes. Blow froze. He held up a hand to warn Annette. He knew it wasn't Callahan.
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“Who is it?” He shouted, recognizing a voice he'd not heard emerge from his throat since using it years prior in one of his favorite stage roles to cry, “Stellaaaaaa!”
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A sole proprietor, she engaged in the world's oldest profession because she greatly enjoyed the physical interaction and, at first, as a means to support her simple needs. Her primary interest was writing fiction.
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“Brace yourself, smartass. The dead fake cop? Who had Lorenzo Bean's badge and looked like Lorenzo Bean? He *was* Lorenzo Bean.”
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Slapping the notebook shut he swung his legs off the bed, stood up, dashed downstairs to his office, grabbed his jacket and dashed out the door to his truck.
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Blow's knees went weak. His thoughts flashed back to his sister's bedroom and the revolver in her nightstand. Never leave home without it.
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...invited me to come up to Atlantic City, 'as a guest o' da compny', and he'd teach me how to play roulette, hinting that he'd show me how to win, and I laughed and told him I was a lesbian, and hung up.”
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He didn't recognize the number, but it was local. The message: Antwan Rakeen Jackson died 11:43 a.m. - Doc
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“Congratulations. I think the dailies do that all the time, don't they? Isn't that when they put EXCLUSIVE above the story, and make you subscribe before you can read the whole thing?”
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Then along came Bronson, Sally Bronson, genius retail entrepreneur who took the one-stop-shop embryo concept crazily serious and put every legal thing a household shopper could imagine wanting under one massive, tornado-daring roof, and called it Bron-Mar
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