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Parker Robert B.
Книга "Hugger Mugger"
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Robert B Parker Hugger Mugger J...
Robert B Parker Hugger Mugger ...
Joan: the ocean's roar, a thousand drums ...
ONE I was at my desk, in my office, with my feet up on the windowsill, and a yellow pad in...
TWO "LAMARR, GEORGIA?" SUSANsaid. She was lying on top of me in her bed with her clothes ...
THREE I SHOWED UP in Lamarr with some clean shirts and extra ammunition in my black Nike g...
FOUR JAPANESE LANTERNS IN many colors were strung over the dark lawn, defining a patch of ...
FIVE IT WAS TEN minutes to six in the morning. I was at the rail with Hale Martin, the Thr...
SIX I WAS SITTING in an office at the Columbia County Sheriff's Lamarr substation with a m...
SEVEN I WAS IN the Three Fillies stable yard looking at Hugger Mugger. Security South had ...
EIGHT MY ROOM WAS on the second floor of one wing of the motel, and opened onto a wing-len...
NINE I WAS HAVING breakfast with Billy Rice off the back of a commissary truck parked unde...
TEN MICKEY BLAIR WENT out of the track office with a springy walk that made her long blond...
ELEVEN I SAT WITH Walter Clive at the Three Fillies syndication office in downtown Lamarr....
TWELVE SINCE IT WAS evening, and I wasn't being feted at the Clive estate, I had the chanc...
THIRTEEN I WAS JUST finished shaving when I got a call from Becker, the Lamarr sheriff's d...
FOURTEEN WE DIDN'T LEARN much in Alton. An Alton County Sheriff's detective named Felicia ...
FIFTEEN THE BATHHOUSE Bar and Grill had a Bud Light sign in its front window with a neon t...
SIXTEEN THE HOUSE SAT on a nice lawn behind a white fence, on a wide tree-lined street whe...
SEVENTEEN "SO WHAT DO you think?" I said. I was lying in my shorts on the bed in the Holi...
EIGHTEEN THE HORSE SHOOTER upped the ante on a rainy Sunday night by shooting Walter Clive...
NINETEEN IT WAS STILL raining when they buried Walter Clive's cremated ashes. It had raine...
TWENTY "I LIKE YOU," Penny said. "And I think you're a smart man." "I haven't proved it s...
TWENTY-ONE I ARRIVED BACK in Boston around three-thirty. By quarter to five I was in Susan...
TWENTY-TWO IT WAS MONDAY morning, bright, still early June and not very hot. I was in my o...
TWENTY-THREE I TALKED WITH Kate in the living room of a big half-timbered Tudor-style hous...
TWENTY-FOUR THE DAY WAS somewhat overcast, and not very hot. I strolled along on the other...
TWENTY-FIVE I WAS IN my office on Wednesday morning, eating some sugared donuts and drinki...
TWENTY-SIX SUSAN FOUND KATE a job as a teacher's aide in a private nursery school in Cambr...
TWENTY-SEVEN IT WAS A month or so after I had failed Valerie Hatch so miserably. I was sit...
TWENTY-EIGHT IT WAS HOT in Lamarr. The sky was cloudless and the sun hammered down through...
TWENTY-NINE THE BATH HOUSE Bar and Grill was jumping. It was crowded with couples dancing,...
THIRTY I WENT TO see Rudolph Vallone, the lawyer for the Clive estate, who also represente...
THIRTY-ONE I HAD BREAKFAST with Dr. Larry Klein at the hospital cafeteria at six in the mo...
THIRTY-TWO PUD POTTER'S APARTMENT was down a side street off the square, past a sandwich s...
THIRTY-THREE CORD CLEANED UP well. When he joined us, showered, shampooed, clean-shaven, s...
THIRTY-FOUR THE LAMARR TOWN library was a two-and-a-half-block walk through the dense Geor...
THIRTY-FIVE THE POPULATION OF Atlanta is less than Boston's, but it is the center of a lar...
THIRTY-SIX I GOT UP early, before the heat clamped down, and ran five miles through Lamarr...
THIRTY-SEVEN SUSAN AND I got a room at the Ritz-Carlton on Stockton Street, at the corner ...
THIRTY-EIGHT AT SEVEN-FIFTEEN THE next morning, we walked down Powell Street in the glow o...
THIRTY-NINE "YOUR INSECURITY WAS pathetically obvious," Susan said when we were alone walk...
FORTY SUSAN AND I had hugged for an extended period at San Francisco Airport, before she g...
FORTY-ONE WHEN I PULLED back into the parking lot behind my motel, a smallish black man in...
FORTY-TWO I SAT WITH Becker in his office. The air-conditioning was on and the blades of a...
FORTY-THREE I HAD A drink with Rudy Vallone at a restaurant called the Paddock Tavern, dow...
FORTY-FOUR AFTER I LEFT Vallone, driving back to the motel, I noticed that I had picked up...
FORTY-FIVE THE FILES WERE locked, but I figured there'd be a key somewhere. People who wou...
FORTY-SIX WHEN I GOT back to the motel Herb's car was gone. The next morning, when I came...
FORTY-SEVEN AS I PULLED out of the hotel parking lot I could see Becker swaggering over to...
FORTY-EIGHT "WHAT THE FUCK am I running here," Tedy Sapp said when I sat down, "a family c...
FORTY-NINE THE BAD NEWS about Saratoga was that it's about a thousand miles from Atlanta a...
FIFTY IT WAS A near-perfect summer day, seventy-six and clear, when Susan and I found Penn...
FIFTY-ONE THE READING ROOM is actually a house, a large white Victorian next to the track,...
FIFTY-TWO WE WERE GETTING ready to go to a party at Dolly Hartman's house. Getting ready m...
FIFTY-THREE I GOT TO Lamarr with the taste of lipstick from Susan's goodbye kiss no longer...
FIFTY-FOUR I SAT WITH Tedy Sapp and the Clive outcasts around a big table eating pizza in ...
FIFTY-FIVE THE CALL WOKE me early in the morning, just after sunrise. "You want to know w...
FIFTY-SIX I WAS RESTLESS the rest of the day. I cleaned both my guns-the short-barreled.38...
FIFTY-SEVEN BECKER AND I were in the interrogation room at the Columbia County Sheriff's s...
FIFTY-EIGHT PENNY'S FACE WAS a little tight. Otherwise she seemed calm. Delroy glanced ove...
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