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From: | Jael Arvizu |
Subject: | [Carbone-dev] Re: irreproachable excoriation |
Date: | Sat, 17 Dec 2005 01:32:42 +0200 |
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$9 $7 $9 $8 $1 $9 $6 $6 4.95
9.95 5.95 9.95 5.45 23.45 9.95 8.00 9.95 say the owner wants to see them.
Hey, theyre not going into the villa, theyre just passing by
offering prayers to the bereaved inside. The vicar from town called and
I gave him permission. Theyre okay, David.
The hell they are, said Jason Bourne. Do as I say. The Chameleon
spun around on the stool, looking at the objects in the storage room. He
slid off his perch and walked to a bureau with a mirror attached to its
top. He yanked the automatic from his belt, smashed the glass, picked up
a fragment and brought it to Fontaine. Five minutes after I leave,
flash this every now and then in the window.
I shall do so from the side of the window, monsieur.
Good thinking. Jason relented to the point of a brief slight smile.
It struck me that I didnt really have to suggest that. |
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