Tag: detective
group name: trutv
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November 03, 2007 06:07 PM EDT --
Prologue
SONIA BALLANTINE WASN’T the first white girl who ever undressed in front of me, but I knew right away that she’d . . . more
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October 11, 2007 01:10 PM EDT --
Hasan Azzam stared at the large, shiny clean airplane that was parked on the tarmac, at gate 36, of the Pittsburgh International Airport. A luggage valet rolled by his food service truck and he slouched . . . more
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November 06, 2007 01:43 PM EST --
Alexandra Snow climbed the twenty-two steps to the entrance into City Hall at a run. No way would she arrive late for . . . more
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November 07, 2007 03:07 AM EST --
Chapter 1
Tuesday.
I detested Tuesdays. They were too close to Monday and too far from Friday. What a useless day! I glanced at the unopened box of Pop-Tarts on my desk . . . more
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October 23, 2007 12:37 AM EDT --
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November 11, 2007 01:15 PM EST --
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October 08, 2007 10:47 PM EDT --
Sam Middleton held the door open for his ex-wife and daughter before joining them as they sauntered mechanically down the steps of the funeral home. Leaves of brilliant colors blew in every direction . . . more
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October 06, 2007 07:52 AM EDT --
I had on my best tuxedo and a beautiful woman seated beside me, and Stan Kenton on the radio. We exited the new Cahuenga Freeway at Barham . . . more
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November 11, 2007 05:58 PM EST --
Prologue
‘I wish things could be different, Dad,’ Alison Jessop whispered.
She watched through the heavy sleet, as her father, Carl Peterson, was helped into . . . more
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November 06, 2007 04:54 PM EST --
Cold, grey light strained to enter the tiny square that served as the only window in the room. The dark stone walls dripped with dank, brown liquid, it's thickness like . . . more
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October 27, 2007 10:43 PM EDT --
WHITE HEAT
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