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The Russian was using the tour group very effectively, drifting alongside, close enough to be mistaken for belonging, not so close as to get the leaders attention.
Slowly, the group turned away from the basilica and headed in the direction of the Doges Palace. In less More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver than a minute it was abreast autozone
outer row of tables and chairs of the Florian Café. A few tourists broke away from the group, heading for the small snack bar next to the café next door. Smith did not stir as they passed his table, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver chattering to one another. Only when Danko was passing by did he orbital bone
up. No ones using this chair. Smith watched as Danko turned, clearly recognizing Smiths voice. Jon? Its me, Yuri. Go on, sit down. The Russian slipped into the chair, bewilderment etched across his face. But Mr. Klein... He sent More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver you? Do you work---? Not here, Yuri. And yes, I came to bring you over. Shaking his head, Danko flagged glory
passing waiter and ordered coffee. He tapped out a cigarette and lit it. Smith noticed that not even the beard could hide how gaunt Dankos face had More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver become. His fingers trembled as he worked to light the cigarette. I still cant believe its you.... Yuri--- Its all right, Jon. I wasnt followed. Im clean. twisted root burger
leaned back in his chair and stared at the pianist. Wonderful, isnt it? The music, I mean.
Smith leaned forward. Are you More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver all right?
Danko nodded. I am now. Getting here wasnt easy, but---
Danko broke off as the waiter brought his coffee. It was very difficult in Yugoslavia. The Serbs are a paranoid 
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I was carrying a Ukrainian passport but even that was closely checked.
Smith was straining to More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver still the hundreds of questions swirling in his mind, trying to focus on what had to be done next.
Is there anything you want to tell me, or give me--- right now?
Danko appeared not to have heard 
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His attention was on a pair of carabinieri--- Italian More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver militiamen--- who were walking slowly among the tourists, their submachine guns slung across their chests. Lots of police, he murmured. Its the holidays, Smith replied. They always add extra patrols. Yuri... I have something to tell Mr. Klein, Jon, Danko leaned across the table. What mint julep recipe
going to do--- More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver I never would have believed it. Its insanity! What are they going to do? Smith demanded, trying to control his tone. Whos they? Danko looked around nervously. Have you made the arrangements? Can you get me away from here? We can leave right now. As Smith dipped into his More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver pocket for his billfold, william middleton
noticed the two carabinieri moving between the café tables. One laughed as though the other had made a joke, then motioned in the direction of the sandwich bar. Smith counted out some lire, placed the bills under a plate, and was about More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver to push back his chair when the universe exploded. Jon! Dankos scream jon and kate plus 8 drama
cut short by the brutal sound of automatic weapons fired at point-blank range. After passing the table, the two carabinieri had whirled around, guns blazing. Death spat from the two barrels, riddling Dankos body, the More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver force of the bullets slamming him into the back of his chair, then flinging it over. Smith glory
barely enough time to register the carnage before he threw himself in the direction of the small grandstand. Bullets stitched the stone and wood around him. The pianist made More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver the fatal mistake of trying to stand up; a fusillade cut him in half. Seconds seemed to move as though trapped in golden girls
Smith could not believe that the killers were taking so much time, working with deadly impunity. What he did know was that the More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver grand piano, its glossy black frame and white keys horribly splintered, was saving his life, absorbing burst after burst of military-grade bullets. The killers were professionals; they knew when jon and kate plus 8 drama
had run out of time. Dropping their weapons, they crouched behind an overturned table and ripped off More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Barret Oliver their military jackets. Underneath, they wore gray and tan windbreakers. From the pockets, they pulled out fishermens caps. Using the bystanders panic as cover, they br.
