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1 " want you to think about it. I’m not in a hurry. The best would be: we give Adolf a boot in the ass, you come back here, and we’ll call this the first payment on a new project.” Casson handed the check to Fleischer, who looked at it, then put it in the inside pocket of his jacket. He stood and extended a hand. “Jean-Claude,” he said. That was Casson’s affectionate nickname, in fact his first and middle names. “Send a postcard.” Fleischer was suddenly close to tears—didn’t trust himself to speak. He nodded, tight-lipped, and left the office. “Good luck, Harry,” Casson said. Gabriella stuck her head around the doorway. “James Templeton is calling from London.” Casson grabbed the phone with one hand while the other dug through a pile of dossiers on his desk, eventually coming up with "
― Alan Furst , Classic Spy Novels 3-Book Bundle: Night Soldiers, The World at Night, Kingdom of Shadows
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3 " wired Sofia to find out what to do about him. Though the country was ruled by Czar Boris and his army officers and the future was clear to those with the stomach to see it, foreign policy was ephemeral, and it was hard to know where to put your foot. Russia might be characterized as a wicked beast of a nation, but it was a very "
4 " pajamas. He stumbled a little, the two men jerked him upright and his glasses went askew. They stopped at the back of the Stolypin car, and one of the men let him go in order to open the door. Instinctively, he adjusted his glasses. Turned his head. For a bare instant, he stared at Khristo. His face appeared to have somehow shrunk, and his eyes looked enormous. Then the two "