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Then Holt said something that literally caused Clint Bonner to almost choke on his little black cigar. Flub looked momentarily discombobulated, men hitched his britches just a tad, biting his lower lip.
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write it in her report. Holt: Mr. Bonner. Unintel, unintel, ien Sal... unintel, unintel, ...is inheritance? F. Bonner: (Hitches britches) Unintel, unintel, my brother and me. C. Bonner: Unintel. F. Bonner: Unintel. (Laughter) Holt: Unintel, ...ouldnt have spent, unintel. F. Bonner: (Shakes his head) Unintel. Holt: Jim Morris The Rookie Unintel. Bonners: (Clint chokes on cigar smoke.) Huh? F. Bonner: (Open-mouthed) You what? Holt: Unintel, the hartford
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beamed as though the brothers were agreeing to everything hed said when in fact they seemed increasingly mortified. He then spoke Jim Morris The Rookie to Pak, who was more restrained in his enthusiasm. Holt and Pak then turned to leave, trailed at some distance by the Bonners. Ella was able to hear a snatch thomas pate
their conversation. F. Bonner: ...pportunistic little pnck. C. Bonner: What the fuck we do now, big brother? Nidech Jim Morris The Rookie headed for the womens rest room so she could reconstruct everything while it was fresh in her mind... ...when she was confronted by the man whose hand had strayed earlier. Although no one else had apparently witnessed scalabrine
incident, he had felt himself embarrassed and was infuriated, Jim Morris The Rookie and there he was, wanting some kind of jackass satisfaction. You! he said in English. Ella Nidech smiled graciously. Oh, how are you? She put her hand on his shoulder in what appeared to be a friendly gesture. She dug one thumb then another treasury direct
his carotid arteries Jim Morris The Rookie and squeezed, hard. The man was taken by surprise. Should he hit this woman here in the casino, his face asked? Before he could decide, he wilted, unconscious, and Nidech continued on to the ladies room. She had work to do. She went down the pages Jim Morris The Rookie of her notebook and jim florentine
in some Fs and Cs to identify the two Bonners, and an H for Holt. She wanted as many details as possible for her report to Peter Neely. Five hours later Sing Sing Boyd listened to Ella Nidechs recounting of her night Jim Morris The Rookie in Macao with a shake of the head, and poured pacquiao vs hatton
both another cup of coffee. Clint and Flub Bonner. What do you think of that, Ms. Lewis?
I think Gene Holt was offering to murder Lucien Salvant for a fee of some kind, but I cant Jim Morris The Rookie be sure.
And the Bonners?
I think the Bonners turned him down.
I certainly hope so. Boyd started to 
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