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LUWAN DISTRICT Danner was asleep on the floor by the time Grace finally overcame her anger. She sat down next to Lu Hao, his hands and ankles bound by plastic ties. Concealing her true emotions, something every Chinese child learns at a young age, she said calmly, “What have you done, Lu Hao?” “A th... Puis...

a friendly voice said from behind Walt.He turned to find Clarence Stillwill, a fixture in the Wood River Valley for the past forty years. He’d been a river guide, a saloon owner, a magazine and book publisher, and was currently an organic farmer on twenty acres outside of Fairfield. And for good mea... Puis...

He has no qualms about seeking help; for the next few hours he’s in league with Akram, Mashe and the Iranians. There’s no way to hide it. He must consider the possibility that Akram has been followed to their meet, and that the Iranians would not have picked up on it if it was the Israelis trailing... Puis...

Despite a career of getting used to it, he was put off by the grandeur of the farmhouse and generational wealth it represented. Brandon stomped his boots on the porch, trying to feel his feet. “You sure about this, Sheriff ? It’s almost three in the morning.” “We’re not driving back over here tomorr... Puis...

Three people occupy the far sidewalk—an older couple with a dog on a leash, and a woman crouched and petting the dog. Four other people on his sidewalk, a good distance away and moving. He carries the camera bag. The Dylan Amsterdam is four interconnected Keizersgracht canal houses. A courtyard at... Puis...

Her first instinct was to call Katherine, to try to find out if the anxiety she felt could be a result of her memory lapse, but she didn’t want to be overanalyzed and she didn’t need someone to question a decision she’d already made. So she Googled the name of the company on the sheet in the garage... Puis...

The first thing that came to mind was the cache of arms and vehicles housed at the National Guard Armory. Every kind of weapon, half a dozen Hummers, the theft could be catastrophic. There were other prizes locally as well: art collections, famous and wealthy kidnapping targets. When he looked at th... Puis...

“It’s the chickens that should be nervous,” Dart said. “Whatever.” Bragg was often trying to sell himself as the country farmer that a boy from Brooklyn could never be. There was a new leak in the small closet that Bragg used for a lab. The area smelled strongly of photo chemicals from the huge deve... Puis...

A dead giveaway. Either the owners of this farm had left on Christmas holiday prior to last week’s snowstorm, or they had abandoned the farm for winter to snowbirding in Florida or Phoenix or some other such spot. Alvarez approached the nearby barn without fear of being spotted. Typical of these Mid... Puis...