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1 " ways of scanning for radio signals.” She followed him as he ran into the gun room and spun "
― James Patterson , Gone (Michael Bennett, #6)
2 " Licata’s free hand clapped over his gaping mouth "
3 " was something nice about it, something serene. Instead of an organ, there was an old piano beside the altar, currently being played beautifully by a thin, red-haired middle-aged woman. “That’s Abigail, the parish secretary,” Seamus said. “Juliana and I better get going. She’s supposed to show us where everything is.” “I guess it’s OK,” I grumbled as I looked around at the blue-haired congregation. “Not too many gangbangers around.” “Exactly, Dad,” Juliana said, rolling her "
