On the Makaloa Mat LondonJack Published bbaagcwd -

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ning.
I hate like shit when someone lies to me. Swear to God I'll pop 'im if I
have tonail his ass. That's the thing about shrinks that frosts me so bad. They can have Jack the
Ripper for a patient and they don't care. They'll still lie to youtuck the animal in bed and spoon-
feed him chicken soup like he's Mr. Apple Pie America.” He pausedmumbling inanelyAt least
the snow's stopped.”
Waiting until he sat back down
I said
I think threatening to charge him with accessory to murder
was a bit much.”
Got his attentiondidn't I?”

Give him a chance to save faceMarino.”
He stared sullenly at the curtained window as he smoked.
I think by now he's realizing it's in his best interest to help us I said.

Yeahwellit's not in my best interest to sit around playing cat and mouse with him. Even as we
speakFrank-ie Fruitcake's on the street thinking his screwy thoughtsticking away like a damn
bomb about to go off.”

I thought of my quiet house in my quiet neighborhoodof Gary Harper's necklace looped over the
knob of my back doorand the whispery voice on my answering machine. Is your hair naturally
blondor do you bleach it. How odd. [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]

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