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the assassins had run in that direction. Where theyll find me... The same witnesses will connect me to Danko. The police would want to know about Smiths relationship to the dead man, why they had met, and what they had talked More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Joanie Lum about. They would seize on the fact that Smith belonged to the plano isd
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Smith picked up the brandy balloon and drained its contents. Howell seemed to understand. I was beginning to wonder what happened to you. You took off after those bastards, didnt you? The killers had a gondola waiting, Smith replied. I think that their More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Joanie Lum plan was to fade into the landscape. Nobody looks twice troy ryan bellar
a gondola. Except? Except whoever hired them to kill Danko didnt trust them to keep their mouths shut. The gondola was rigged with C-twelve attached to a timer. Made for quite the bang. I could hear it all More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Joanie Lum the way back in the square. Smith leaned forward. Danko? They made no mistake about him, Howell replied. troy ryan bellar
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