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Once he slipped alongside Clint Bonner and clapped heartily on the small 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 old boy. This was a sure More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Prince Health thing, a fabulous deal, his face cha cha
How could anybody not trust Gene Holt? The Bonners were loose and polite at first. Then Holt said something that literally caused Clint Bonner to almost choke on his little black cigar. Flub looked momentarily discombobulated, men hitched his britches More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Prince Health just a tad, biting his lower lip. Holt kept talking. Nidech listened as laetare medal
she could, memorizing every expression and shard of conversation, seeing it as she would write it in her report. Holt: Mr. Bonner. Unintel, unintel, ien Sal... unintel, unintel, ...is inheritance? F. Bonner: (Hitches britches) Unintel, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Prince Health unintel, my brother and me. C. Bonner: Unintel. F. Bonner: Unintel. (Laughter) Holt: Unintel, ...ouldnt have spent, unintel. F. Bonner: (Shakes his laetare medal
Unintel. Holt: Unintel. Bonners: (Clint chokes on cigar smoke.) Huh? F. Bonner: (Open-mouthed) You what? Holt: Unintel, ...erfect alibi. F. Bonner: (Pale. Looks at brother, back at Holt): Unintel, uch. Holt: Unintel, ...en More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Prince Health 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 sunfare
things was sideways in China, You mean to say theyre straight up and down? (Laughs) Holt: (Laughs) Unintel, ...oiks see us tonight More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Prince Health 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 carpenter bees
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at some distance by the Bonners. Ella was able More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Prince Health to hear a snatch of their conversation.
F. Bonner: ...pportunistic little pnck.
C. Bonner: What the fuck we do now, big brother?
Nidech headed for the womens rest room so she could reconstruct everything while it was fresh in her mind...
...when she was confronted by 
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man whose hand More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Prince Health had strayed earlier. Although no one else had apparently witnessed the incident, he had felt himself embarrassed and was infuriated, and there he was, wanting some kind of jackass satisfaction. You! he said in English. Ella Nidech smiled graciously. Oh, how are you? She put her hand More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Prince Health on his shoulder in sunfare
appeared to be a friendly gesture. She dug one thumb then another into his carotid arteries and squeezed, hard. The man was taken by surprise. Should he hit this woman here in the casino, his face asked? Before he could decide, he More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Prince Health wilted, unconscious, and Nidech continued on to the ladies room. uscis
had work to do. She went down the pages of her notebook an.
