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A pair of black, suspicious eyes examined him, then the bolt was released and the door opened. On his way in, Treloar gave the giant Mongolian bouncer a twenty-dollar bill for the cover charge.
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music. Faces turned his way, eyes impressed by his Western suit. Gyrating bodies bumped him, more by design than by accident. The manager, a thin, ferretlike creature, hurried over to greet his foreign customer. Within seconds, Treloar had a More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Elizabeth Ahmed glass of vodka in his hand and was being escorted along the nora tobin
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Kirov pulled back, gazing into the provocative dark eyes that tantalized him.
I wish I could, he said softly.
Lieutenant Lara Telegin, Kirovs aide-de-camp, stood with arms akimbo, surveying her lover. Even in the drab military uniform she looked like a runway model.
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Kirov couldnt help 
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smile. Lara Telegin had graduated at the top of her class at the Frunze military academy. She was an expert marksman; the same hands that caressed him could take his life in a matter of seconds. Yet she could be as More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Elizabeth Ahmed shameless and provocative as she was professional. Kirov sighed. Two women edgewater florida
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