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From: | Innocent Banach |
Subject: | [Akii-users] Re: amble tonnage |
Date: | Sun, 18 Dec 2005 18:33:25 -0500 |
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was the generals wallet containing a profusion of impressive
credentials and very little money. Bourne would turn everything over to
Alex and hope further leads would be found, but as far as he could
determine, he had turned up nothing startling, nothing dramatically
relevant to the modern Medusa. And that bothered him; there had to be
something. This was the old soldiers home, his sanctum sanctorum inside
that home-something! He knew it, he felt it, but he could not find it.
So he started again, not foot by foot now; instead, inch by inch.
Fourteen minutes later, as he was removing and turning over the
photographs on the wall behind the desk, the wall to the right of the
cushioned bay window that overlooked the lawn outside, he recalled
Conklins words about checking the windows and the curtains so that no |
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