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By now it was eight oclock and the area was deserted except for several brightly lighted storefronts. One of them had a golden swan perched over the doorway.
The interior was pretty much what Howell had expected: upscale rathskeller with beamed ceilings, stucco, and heavy furniture. More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw The waiters were in black tie, nj marathon
silver was heavy and gleaming, and the maitre d seemed puzzled why this tourist thought he could dine at his establishment without a reservation. Im Herr Weizsels guest, Howell told him. Ah, Herr Weizsel... you are early, sir. Herr Weizsels table More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw is prepared for nine oclock. Please have a seat in the lounge, the fountainhead
the bar, if you prefer. I will direct him to you. Howell drifted off into the lounge where, a few minutes later, he was involved in an animated conversation with a young woman whose More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw bosoms threatened to overflow the confines of her evening dress. Nonetheless, he still managed to spot the maitre georgia lottery
talking to a young man, pointing him out. Should I know you? Howell glanced over his shoulder at a tall, thin man with sweptback hair and eyes so dark More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw they appeared black. He guessed that Herr Weizsel was in his late thirties, spent a small fortune on his clothes and stylist, and looked swine flu incubation period
at most of the world with undisguised contempt. Peter Howell, he said. An Englishman... Do you have business with the Offenbach Bank? I have More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw business with you. Weizsel blinked rapidly. There must be some mistake. I have never heard of you. But youve heard of Ivan Beria, havent you, old son? Howell had his hand on Weizsils va lotto
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elbow. We have laws--- Im not here about your laws, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw Howell cut him off. Were interested in one of your clients. I cant discuss confidential matters! But the name Beria rang a bell, didnt it? You service his account. I dont want the money. All we need to know is who sends it in. Weizsel jay severin
around, looking at More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw the growing crowd at the bar. He strained to catch the maitre ds eye. Dont bother, Howell told him. I gave him money not to disturb us. You are a criminal! Weizsel declared. You are holding me against my will. Even if I give you what you More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw want, you will never swine flu incubation period
placed a small recorder on the table. Plugging in an earpiece, he handed it to Weizsel. Listen. The banker did as he was told. After a moment, his eyes widened in disbelief. Yanking out the earpiece, he flung it across the table. More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw Peter Howell thought that it had been farsighted of Jon john mellencamp
to provide that particular portion of the interrogation where Beria mentioned Weizsel.
So my name is spoken. What of it? Who is this man?
You recognized his voice, didnt you? Howell said softly.
Weizsel fidgeted. Perhaps.
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What if I do?
Howell leaned in close. Beria is private practice spoilers
assassin. He works for the Russians. How much Russian money do you handle, Herr Weizsel? The bankers silence was telling. I thought so, Howell continued. So let me tell you what More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Rich Bircumshaw will happen if you dont cooperate. I will make sure the Russians learn that you wer.
