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ОглавлениеOne
“Brown or green for the drapes, Rache?”
Two
Trent rose to his feet, stupidly staring at the tree…
Three
Hollows International wasn’t a huge airport, but it was busy…
Four
If looks could kill, my face would show the imprint…
Five
Anarrow slice of early-afternoon sun made it into the front…
Six
“Rache!” Jenks shrilled, scaring the crap out of me as…
Seven
The faint smell of cinnamon, blood, and wine drifted forward…
Eight
The hum of the engine shifted, becoming deeper. It stirred…
Nine
“Trent!” I shouted, hammering on the bathroom door. It was…
Ten
My grip on the wheel tightened until my knuckles hurt.
Eleven
“Um, Jenks?” I said, taking a stumbling step back into…
Twelve
The warmth of the sun on my face turned into…
Thirteen
If it wasn’t for the lack of an ocean, I…
Fourteen
Heart pounding, I ran back down the corridor. I hit…
Fifteen
It was the changing sound of the engine that woke…
Sixteen
The sun was almost up, and I stretched beside the…
Seventeen
“The intention was for me to say good-bye,” I said,…
Eighteen
I’d already used the glass-and-tile shower in the front bathroom,…
Nineteen
Istared at the closed door, hearing a muttered conversation behind…
Twenty
Ileaned forward over the backseat to look up at the…
Twenty-One
“Isaid pipe down!” Vivian said crossly when the room reacted…
Twenty-Two
Trent bowed his head as the auditorium erupted in noise.
Twenty-Three
Sliding, I hit the red soil face-first, eyes clenched shut…
Twenty-Four
The transition was smoother this time as we crossed merely…
Twenty-Five
Frightened, I stood amid a smattering of exclamations. Some were…
Twenty-Six
The dry hush of sliding coals woke me, and I…
Twenty-Seven
The discordant jangle of San Francisco’s broken ley lines flooded…
Twenty-Eight
The vivid maroons and contrasting golds of the carpet had…
Twenty-Nine
The rasp of the side door opening was loud, and…
Thirty
Iscreamed, raw and pained, and it was real. My agony…
Thirty-One
Ilooked at my hands as they pressed the cookie cutter…
Thirty-Two
Trent’s long black car pulled up to the curb, a…
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