Deadly CharadesiUniverse, 21. 3. 2005 - Počet stran: 206 Sophia Harriman owns a successful art gallery in the French Quarter. She's thinking how good life is while she waits for the stop light to turn green. Suddenly her world is turned upside down when a dead body smashes onto her windshield. As Sophia struggles with the identity of the victim, she's forced to confront the shady details surrounding her father's death many years before. With her tattoo-artist renter and her teenage nephew in tow, Sophia sets out to unravel the mystery of the dead man. Along the way, she uncovers an illegal scheme that threatens to bring down the government's rich and powerful, who stop at nothing to make sure she doesn't succeed. With murder nipping at her heels, Sophia runs into treacherous roadblocks at every turn. Her investigation takes her from New Orleans to the hill country of Texas to the Indian reservations of Albuquerque to the posh city of Boca Raton and finally to the halls of justice in Washington D.C. The suspense is palpable and the stakes are high. The killer is determined to win at any cost. He's adamant and resourceful. Will Sophia ever find justice for an elusive killer with friends in high places? |
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... Gabby.” “My secret weapon.” “He's awesome. He cracks me up.” “He'sa different sort that's for sure.” “So, what about Conrad Beaufort Harriman?” “He's dead. Twenty years now.” I pointed to Daddy's grave. “It saysso right over there ...
... Gabby.” “My secret weapon.” “He's awesome. He cracks me up.” “He'sa different sort that's for sure.” “So, what about Conrad Beaufort Harriman?” “He's dead. Twenty years now.” I pointed to Daddy's grave. “It saysso right over there ...
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... Gabby whose designer coffee this morning smelled like Jamaican mocha. Yum. Unlike his name, Gabby was a man of few words and the most one usually got out of him was his unique laugh: Heh. Heh. Heh. We'd met many years ago in one of my ...
... Gabby whose designer coffee this morning smelled like Jamaican mocha. Yum. Unlike his name, Gabby was a man of few words and the most one usually got out of him was his unique laugh: Heh. Heh. Heh. We'd met many years ago in one of my ...
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... Gabby's hand, agreed on rent, and we've been together ever since. “Mornin',” Gabby said behind me. “Morning,” I said. He wore ared muscle shirt which accented his bulging biceps. I noticed his graying mustache neededa trim. “Coffee's ...
... Gabby's hand, agreed on rent, and we've been together ever since. “Mornin',” Gabby said behind me. “Morning,” I said. He wore ared muscle shirt which accented his bulging biceps. I noticed his graying mustache neededa trim. “Coffee's ...
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... Gabby?” “Tried once. Bad deal.” Heshook hishead. “Bad.” “I didn't know you'd been married. We've been together over ten years andI never knew. Why is that?” He shrugged and batted the chain away. “Unimportant.” “How longwere you married ...
... Gabby?” “Tried once. Bad deal.” Heshook hishead. “Bad.” “I didn't know you'd been married. We've been together over ten years andI never knew. Why is that?” He shrugged and batted the chain away. “Unimportant.” “How longwere you married ...
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... Gabby opened his door. “Come see,” he said with a sly grin. Itook a deep breath. Could I stand to see that snake winding its way up Big Boy's thigh? Heart be still. “You were fast today,” I said following Gabby into the back room. “Easy ...
... Gabby opened his door. “Come see,” he said with a sly grin. Itook a deep breath. Could I stand to see that snake winding its way up Big Boy's thigh? Heart be still. “You were fast today,” I said following Gabby into the back room. “Easy ...
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