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Parrish P. J.
Книга "Paint It Black"
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HUNTING A KILLER Th...
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HUNTING A KILLER The body lay faceup at the waterline, the skin ...
Books by P.J. Parrish DARK OF THE MOON DEAD OF WINTER PAINT IT BLACK...
PAINT IT BLACK P.J. Parrish ...
Table of Contents HUNTING A KILLER ...
To our good bud, Bacchus, for all his help ...
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS You won’t find Sereno Key on any map of Florida;...
March 1986 ...
Chapter One The car was just sitting there, its hazard lights bl...
Chapter Two The jet dipped its left wing and the window filled u...
Chapter Three He imagined that under different circumstances she...
Chapter Four He found Bledsoe out in the lobby, staring at the w...
Chapter Five There was garbage everywhere. Beer bottles, soda ca...
Chapter Six Louis slid off the X-ray table and stepped out the d...
Chapter Seven The buzzing sound filled his head, making it hurt....
Chapter Eight Louis woke to the smell of strong coffee. He grima...
Chapter Nine He expected pine trees, mossy paths, and maybe a de...
Chapter Ten Wainwright sifted slowly through the autopsy photos....
Chapter Eleven Louis ducked under the Japanese lanterns and join...
Chapter Twelve Louis stood outside the chain-link fence of the b...
Chapter Thirteen Louis drove aimlessly, turning the encounter wi...
Chapter Fourteen Louis walked in the door to the Sereno Key stat...
Chapter Fifteen Shit. Look at him. ...
Chapter Sixteen The body lay faceup at the waterline, the skin d...
Chapter Seventeen After leaving the beach on Captiva, Louis head...
Chapter Eighteen The large bulletin board took up the entire wal...
Chapter Nineteen Louis hated reading in the car, but he forced h...
Chapter Twenty “I don’t think Driggs appreciated your comment,” ...
Chapter Twenty-one It was Emily’s idea to go see Roberta Tatum. ...
Chapter Twenty-two The clouds chased them over the Sereno causew...
Chapter Twenty-three Queenie Avenue was a narrow street pulsatin...
Chapter Twenty-four Louis took off his glasses and rubbed the br...
Chapter Twenty-five Emily’s glass of Chianti sat untouched on th...
Chapter Twenty-six Louis took a sip of coffee and set the cup on...
Chapter Twenty-seven Louis rubbed his eyes and looked up at the ...
Chapter Twenty-eight “Tell me again about this guy, Van Slate,” ...
Chapter Twenty-nine Wainwright came out of his bathroom, buttoni...
Chapter Thirty When they got back to the office, Candy was waiti...
Chapter Thirty-one Patsy Cline’s contralto drifted out of the ho...
Chapter Thirty-two The cruiser crested the top of the causeway a...
Chapter Thirty-three Damn it. Where’d the game go? He squi...
Chapter Thirty-four Emily came out of the bathroom and paused in...
Chapter Thirty-five Louis screeched the cruiser to a stop, grabb...
Chapter Thirty-six Blackness. She was floating up from the black...
Chapter Thirty-seven He stared at their faces. They stared...
Chapter Thirty-eight The street in front of the Fort Myers Polic...
Chapter Thirty-nine They stood at the door to the storage shack....
Chapter Forty The Sereno Key Inn was a clot of wooden cabins clu...
Chapter Forty-one Louis walked into the war room and drew up sho...
Chapter Forty-two The rain beat down on the windows. Louis and E...
Chapter Forty-three Candy jerked the cruiser to a stop behind th...
Chapter Forty-four Candy let the car idle for a minute, watching...
Chapter Forty-five Someone draped a blanket around his shoulders...
Chapter Forty-six Louis woke to the smell of strong coffee. He g...
Chapter Forty-seven He left the car in the deli’s lot and walked...
ABOUT THE AUTHOR P.J. Parrish has worked as a newspaper reporter...
PINNACLE BOOKS are published by Kensington Publishin...
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