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Книга "Brimstone"

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  1. Brimstone  ...
    1. Brimstone   ...
    2. { 1 }   Agnes Torres parked her white Ford Escort in the little parking area outside the hedge ...
    3. { 2 }   The sergeant paused from stretching the yellow police tape to take in the scene with a ...
    4. { 3 }   Lieutenant L. P. Braskie Jr. of the Southampton Police Department stood beneath the tre...
    5. { 4 }   Vincent D'Agosta followed Pendergast and Braskie across the lawn. Over in the shade of ...
    6. { 5 }   The Chaunticleer was a tiny six-table restaurant, tucked into an Amagansett side street...
    7. { 6 }   D'Agosta felt like he'd been swallowed by Ahab's white whale, cushioned as he was in th...
    8. { 7 }   In the first darkness following sunset, the man known only as Wren walked up the broad,...
    9. { 8 }   The Renaissance Salon of the Metropolitan Museum of Art was one of the museum's most re...
    10. { 9 }   D'Agosta listened to the distant ringing from the earpiece, so faint the other phone co...
    11. { 10 }   Nigel Cutforth, sitting in his Bauhaus-style breakfast nook1,052 feet above Fifth Aven...
    12. { 11 }   By the time Sergeant Vincent D'Agosta entered the back door of the New York Athletic C...
    13. { 12 }   D'Agosta paused on the steps of the New York Athletic Club and checked his watch. Only...
    14. { 13 }   The door to the tenth-floor suite at the Sherry Netherland Hotel was opened by an Engl...
    15. { 14 }   D'Agosta moved fast through the trees, seeking the darkest area of the park-a dense gr...
    16. { 15 }   A low fire burned in the grate, casting a ruddy light on the walls of books and chasin...
    17. { 16 }   D'Agosta slumped in a chair, feeling dazed and in shock. It seemed one-half of his bod...
    18. { 17 }   Dr. Jack Dienphong cast his eye about his laboratory: examining the metal tables, the ...
    19. { 18 }   Not much scanning of the crowd streaming into the Metropolitan Opera House was needed ...
    20. { 19 }   Nigel Cutforth threw back the covers and sat up in an empty bed. Eliza had taken excep...
    21. { 20 }   Letitia Dallbridge lay awake, motionless, rigid in her bed. At last, she arose in cool...
    22. { 21 }   The stench hanging in the apartment entrance helped warn D'Agosta what was in store. I...
    23. { 22 }   Bryce Harriman stood on the corner of Fifth Avenue and 67thStreet, staring up at one o...
    24. { 23 }   As the vintage Rolls-Royce approached the gates of the East Cove Yacht Harbor, D'Agost...
    25. { 24 }   Bryce Harriman headed back uptown behind the wheel of a Postpress vehicle. The scene a...
    26. { 25 }   D'Agosta had to admire the genius that went into maintaining the interrogation section...
    27. { 26 }   Bullard and his lawyer had left, shoving their way through a second throng of shouting...
    28. { 27 }   Midnight. The boat was still in its slip, the crew aboard, everything ready for a depa...
    29. { 28 }   D'Agosta pulled his Ford Taurus up to the iron gates, then stopped, wondering if he mi...
    30. { 29 }   Even before entering, Harriman had formed a clear picture of Von Menck's sitting room ...
    31. { 30 }   D'Agosta gazed at the miserable-looking thing on his plate-long, thin, unidentifiable,...
    32. { 31 }   The man drove north on the West Side Highway, saying nothing, and Pendergast was conte...
    33. { 32 }   The man calling himself Vasquez looked carefully around the little space where he woul...
    34. { 33 }   It was almost midnight, D'Agosta saw from his watch, and Hayward was still at her desk...
    35. { 34 }   The wire room of the lower Manhattan Federal Building was a nondescript space on the t...
    36. { 35 }   D'Agosta blew past the exit helixes of the George Washington Bridge and merged onto th...
    37. { 36 }   The Reverend Wayne P. Buck Jr. sat at the counter of the Last Gasp truck stop in Yuma,...
    38. { 37 }   Vasquez eased away from the window, snugged the piece of wood back in place, turned on...
    39. { 38 }   D'Agosta rode in the back of the Rolls in silence. Proctor was driving, and Pendergast...
    40. { 39 }   Locke Bullard stood on the flying bridge of the Stormcloud.  The air was crisp and sha...
    41. { 40 }   D'Agosta heard the faint squawking of a radio and looked up through the dense undergro...
    42. { 41 }   Bryce Harriman entered the office of Rupert Ritts, managing editor of the Post , to fi...
    43. { 42 }   Vasquez worked off a piece of green chile beef jerky, chewed it meditatively, swallowe...
    44. { 43 }   The cab pulled up at the grand courtyard of the Helmsley Palace. D'Agosta hastened aro...
    45. { 44 }   D'Agosta had never been in the place before, but everything about it was dismally fami...
    46. { 45 }   The bus inched through a long, white-tiled tunnel in stop-and-go traffic and emerged f...
    47. { 46 }   Beckmann's last known place of residence, as listed on the death certificate, was not ...
    48. { 47 }   As Pendergast drove south, D'Agosta booted the laptop, accessed the Internet via a wir...
    49. { 48 }   D'Agosta let the cab drop him off at 136th Street and Riverside. After what happened o...
    50. { 49 }   Locke Bullard sat in the rear of the Mercedes as it cruised along the Viale Michelange...
    51. { 50 }   D'Agosta stood at the windows of his suite in the Lungarno Hotel, looking out over the...
    52. { 51 }   Bryce Harriman walked north along Fifth Avenue, threading his way through the crowds w...
    53. { 52 }   The night was humid and fragrant. Crickets trilled in the close darkness. D'Agosta fol...
    54. { 53 }   D'Agosta lay motionless, hardly daring to breathe, while the beam of the spotlight lan...
    55. { 54 }   Locke Bullard stared across the table at the two men shackled to the wall. Two sons of...
    56. { 55 }   Gagged and blindfolded, hands cuffed behind his back, D'Agosta was herded along by one...
    57. { 56 }   Three a.m. Locke Bullard stood in the enormous, vaulted alone of his villa, isolated ...
    58. { 57 }   D'Agosta felt numb. The shot, the silence, and the final splash-this was really it. "...
    59. { 58 }   Harriman strolled past the Plaza Hotel and into Central Park, breathing in the crisp a...
    60. { 59 }   D'Agosta heard the sirens first, shattering the peace of the Tuscan countryside with t...
    61. { 60 }   D'Agosta had seen a lot of police headquarters in his time, but the so-called barracks...
    62. { 61 }   D'Agosta stepped out of the Cremona train station into the warm sunlight of late morni...
    63. { 62 }   The man held out the card in a trembling hand. Pendergast nodded in return. "Perhaps ...
    64. { 63 }   Captain of Detectives Laura Hayward sat in the orange plastic chair, coffee going cold...
    65. { 64 }   The morning after the trip to Cremona was bright and crisp, and D'Agosta squinted agai...
    66. { 65 }   D'Agosta assumed that, upon leaving the palazzo, they would return directly to their h...
    67. { 66 }   In the predawn light, Hayward stood with Captain Grable on a rocky point just north of...
    68. { 67 }   A gunshot, terribly loud, sounded in D'Agosta's ear. It was Pendergast, firing over th...
    69. { 68 }   The Reverend Buck sat at the desk inside his tent, the beams of bright morning sun sla...
    70. { 69 }   The cellar of the carabinieri barracks looked more like the dungeon it had once been t...
    71. { 70 }   The church where Carlo Vanni was interred lay in the foothills of the Apennines above ...
    72. { 71 }   Hayward never liked the sensation of déjà vu, and she was feeling it especially strong...
    73. { 72 }   D'Agosta looked out at the vague outlines of the island looming off the ferry's port b...
    74. { 73 }   Bryce Harriman sat at the old table, taking notes in the harsh light of a Coleman lant...
    75. { 74 }   When D'Agosta entered Pendergast's hotel suite, he found the agent at breakfast. The t...
    76. { 75 }   The car came around a final turn and passed the ruined outer gate. The castle rose abo...
    77. { 76 }   The staging area for the move on Buck's encampment was a maintenance parking lot behin...
    78. { 77 }   At five minutes to nine, D'Agosta turned from the window to see Pendergast rising calm...
    79. { 78 }   "Buck!" Hayward screamed again, fighting against an almost overwhelming panic. "Don't ...
    80. { 79 }   Immediately, D'Agosta pulled out his service piece and drew down on the count. "No fuc...
    81. { 80 }   Dawn was finally breaking through the tiny windows of the keep when Pendergast emerged...
    82. { 81 }   They made their way back through the dark stonework of the storage cellars and furtive...
    83. { 82 }   Pendergast listened for a moment, then he turned to D'Agosta.  "The count's boar-hunti...
    84. { 83 }   Buck sat on the cot in his cell at the Manhattan Detention Center, listening and waiti...
    85. { 84 }   In the elegantly appointed dining room within the main massing of the Castello Fosco, ...
    86. { 85 }   D'Agosta sat silently in the backseat of the car as it moved up the winding mountain r...
    87. { 86 }   It was approaching midnight when Count Fosco finished his evening constitutional and, ...
    88. { 87 }   Bryce Harriman ducked into the stale, smoke-fouled office of his editor, Rupert Ritts....
    89. { 88 }   The big jet hit the tarmac with a jolt; tipped back into the air at an angle; then set...
    90. { Epilogue }   A chill November sun illuminated, but did not warm, the bleak stone ramparts of ...