[Carbone-dev] Re: shooter diffluent

[Eros Jaggers]

 

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Lev
VAL
CIA
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 $7
 $6
 $6
 $9
 $8
 $9
 $6
 $9
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5.60
8.75
9.87
9.32
5.43
9.39
4.84
9.70
23.12

 

 

 

Nearly two hours had passed and Ishmael was nowhere to be found! His leg locked in place as if crippled, Jason limped convincingly from one end of Tranquility Inns property to the other, his eye focused through the mirrored lens of the camera, seeing everything, but no sign of young Ishmael. Twice he had gone up the path into the woods to the isolated square structure of logs, thatched roof and stained glass that was the multidenominational chapel of the resort, a sanctuary for meditation built more for its quaint appearance than for utility. As the young black steward had observed, it was rarely visited but had its place in vacation brochures. The Caribbean sun was growing more orange, inching its way down toward the waters horizon. Soon the shadows of sundown would crawl across Montserrat and the out islands. Soon thereafter darkness would