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What was he doing? He might have been selling them a house, or a new car, or a machine that peels vegetables or makes yogurt.
Holt was selling the Bonners something. What?
Nidech eased through the crowd as she had earlier, only this time she got closer
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 Frank Summers gweilos were soft-voiced southerners who communicated 
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much with their expressive faces and their bodies as by what they said. It didnt take Ella Nidechs inside knowledge to know they were rich, arrogant, and given to posing as boorish but saloon-smart, dont-fuck-with-me kind of cowboys. Flub Bonner 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 Frank Summers asked a question. Holt laughed heartily and replied, waving both of his short tc smooth hi waist bike pant
taller brother asked a question, and Holt laughed even louder. Once Holt asked a question of the stoic Pak, and the latter murmured an answer, his face impassive, his eyes on the Bonners, assessing 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 Frank Summers their reactions. Holt continued talking, his arms gesturing. Once he slipped alongside Clint Bonner and clapped heartily on the eminem old times sake
of dints back. He was animated. He was happy. He was optimistic. He was the most trustworthy man in the world. He was a tipster. A good 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 Frank Summers old boy. This was a sure thing, a fabulous deal, his face said. How could anybody not trust Gene Holt? The Bonners were loose and sophomore clothing
at first. Then Holt said something that literally caused Clint Bonner to almost choke on his little black cigar. Flub looked 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 Frank Summers momentarily discombobulated, men hitched his britches just a tad, biting his lower lip.
Holt kept talking. Nidech listened as best she could, memorizing every expression and shard of conversation, seeing it jones beach
she would write it in her report. Holt: Mr. Bonner. Unintel, unintel, ien Sal... unintel, unintel, 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 Frank Summers ...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: Unintel. Bonners: (Clint chokes on cigar smoke.) Huh? F. Bonner: (Open-mouthed) You miranda cooper
Unintel, ...erfect alibi. F. Bonner: (Pale. Looks at brother, back 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 Frank Summers at Holt): Unintel, uch. Holt: Unintel, ...en percent. C. Bonner: Unintel, appens then? Holt: Unintel, ant see any, unintel, unintel. F. Bonner: Unintel. Holt: Unintel, sily done, unintel, unintel, o problem. C. Bonner; (Loudly) We thought those things was sideways in China, You mean to say theyre straight wolverine endings
and down? (Laughs) Holt: 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 Frank Summers (Laughs) Unintel, ...oiks see us tonight why, unintel, unintel, ...were in the cle... unintel, just having a helluva time, old buddies from way ba... Nidech thought it was remarkable that Holt had been able to be so optimistic during his palaver when it was obvious that 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 Frank Summers things werent going as miranda cooper
Holt beamed as though the bro.
