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Sounds like something a woman would do.
—You think so? said Ben. What woman would do that to me? I don’t know any women in Nice.
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—Hey, lover man, where’s my breakfast? said Monique, tousling Ben’s hair.
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I am beleaguered by duplicity.
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Ben was cheered to see Monique in good spirits again.
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Zoë’s divorce lawyer, Arno Aghajanian (“Double A” to his friends), sat at his desk in Los Angeles reading a copy of the Hollywood Intelligencer.
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—Can you handle a threesome? said Isabella.
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—Christ all mighty, said Ben to himself as he watched Isabella and Leona enter the bank. Those are some extraordinary examples of female flesh.
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Anatoly Gringovitch was listening to the dress rehearsal of Hausenstockmann’s Constellations at Auditorium Rainier III in Monte Carlo.
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Girolamo Dente was nodding off in his studio at Découvrir Art when he heard the alarm.
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Thérèse Defarge felt the first drop around ten.
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She was wearing a robe, but her hip movement sent an ancient message.
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Gringovitch sat on the big leather chair in Olivia’s suite. Before him on a coffee table were the nude sketches he’d made of her earlier that day.
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Mulvihill suspected, but could not prove, that the connection to all three murders and the three men was a painting
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Zoë was stunning in a designer gown so revealing and form-fitting that only static electricity could keep it on her body.
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Jack Krackenthorpe, Director-General of MI-5, sat alone drinking tea in Lee Ho Fook, a third-rate Chinese restaurant in Soho a mile from his Curzon Street office.
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