[Blend2cs-user] Re: kind researchist

Kaja Oquendo kajaaoquen at golflabels.com
Sat Dec 17 23:35:10 CET 2005


 
http://www.promotti.com
 
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Use some of the truth, not all of it, of course. Word was passed to
you-informers name withheld-that an act of violence related to the
Bureaus narcotics division was to take place on the boulevard Lefebvre
at precisely this hour. You commandeered a police contingent and found
nothing, but shortly thereafter your highly professional instincts sent
you back beyond the time span, unfortunately too late to stop the
,
his weapon wavering in his right hand. With what strength he had left,
he kicked the door open and observed a scene that he knew had to come
from hell. The nurse, with the old mans head in a metal leash, was
forcing her victim down into a raging kerosene fire on the floor.
ArC*tes! screamed the man called Jean Pierre Fontaine. Assez!
Maintenant!

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<DIV>struggled to his knees, crawling to the pink porch, its fluttering
overhead light outlining the door. No amount of twisting or pulling or
shoving could release the latch, so he angled his pistol up, squeezed
the trigger twice and blew the lock apart. He pushed himself to his feet
and went inside.
   Inside. The screams came from beyond the door of the master bedroom.
The old Frenchman lurched toward it, his legs unsteady, his weapon
wavering in his right hand. With what strength he had left, he kicked
the door open and observed a scene that he knew had to come from hell.
   The nurse, with the old mans head in a metal leash, was forcing her
victim down into a raging kerosene fire on the floor.
   Arêtes! screamed the man called Jean Pierre Fontaine. Assez!
Maintenant!</DIV></BODY></HTML>
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