“As he looked down at her face, first light was slanting through the room. He would have said she was at peace, except that there was no one there. A skull. Some skin.”
(John Harvey – In A True Light)
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Like smoke in a hurricane
So much action, speed, and dangerous situations that it's challenging to follow the story itself due to the details, the world of lies, ...
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