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He got out of bed and grabbed a silk bathrobe.
Clint arrived in the living room seconds after Flub. Christ, Flub, its two oclock in the fucking morning.
Uncle Sam calling, said a voice behind them.
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youre called upon to do something? On second thought-he got up and strolled over to the paralyzed women-do you like massages? He massaged one on her shoulder and her knees buckled. Then he More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Micah Pate did the second. The two young women lay sprawled like nightied China dolls. Burlane said, Theyll wake up ian johnson
a few minutes. You two guysve been having some fun, eh? Sit, please. The Bonners sat. I assure you that youre perfectly safe. Im not here to hurt you, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Micah Pate although I can if I want. With that he held up his pistol. It made a fluttering sound as he traced a design in law day
air. A neat MM appeared on the opposite wall in a beautifully formed cursive. My name is Marion Morrison, he said. Flub More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Micah Pate Bonner was wide-eyed. The pistol fluttered and the wood splintered in a neat loop around Flubs toes. Whoa! Flub yanked his foot back. Mr. Morrison, he added quickly. Burlane popped another curved power 95.3
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can fly one. No sweat. Burlane gestured with his pistol. Mr. Morrison. Mr. Morrison, sir. Burlane said, Im in something of a hurry here, so Ill try to get straight to business. If you dont listen very carefully to what I have to say, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Micah Pate it could cost you your Sunyang oil contract. From what building collapse nyc
read, thats a lot of money. Flub Bonner said, Come on, now, Mr. Morrison. Hey! Listen! Last night you talked to Gene Holt in a Macao casino. I just bet that stumpy little fucker offered to get More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Micah Pate rid of Lucien Salvant for a small fee, didnt he? If Salvant were croaked, he said, power 95.3
get your half-billion bucks back. You look shocked. You wonder how I know? Holt says hell do the evil deed when youre back in the United States; that way, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Micah Pate youre in the clear. One fee if you get your money back, a smaller one if you dont-was that the pitch? Did 
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miss anything there? Yes, I did: Gene Holt doesnt know Lucien Salvants inheritance was a bribe for the Sunyang oil contract. The little prick! More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Micah Pate Clint said. In a few hours Gene Holts gonna cul your schtong off. Did he tell you that he and Pak Tze Fan.
