By Jessica Beck
While a mysterious stranger indicates up at Donut Hearts threatening to bare a dangerous mystery approximately Suzanne’s overdue father, she believes that he’s mendacity, but if he bargains to teach her facts that her dad wasn’t who she concept he used to be, Suzanne realizes that she has to hear. It’s simply too undesirable that the stranger is murdered ahead of he can percentage what he is aware. Suzanne and her mom are the most suspects, however it seems that there are many folks who wouldn’t brain seeing the stranger useless!
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We were so close our chins were almost touching. For one delicious second, we looked into each other’s eyes. That’s when she kissed me. Softly, sweetly. I put my arms around her waist and pulled her toward me. She was lighter than I thought she would be, softer, so delicate. After a minute as we continued to slowly kiss, I felt her warm hands tremble against the back of my neck. ” I whispered. ” “Wait. Yes. I mean, no. I mean, I’m sorry, Mike,” she said, suddenly breaking away. In the faint light from the bar’s neon signs, I watched her cross the beach at a fast walk that turned into a jog.
I reluctantly followed him into the cavernous reading room. The space resembled a ballroom and was even more impressive than the entry hall, with its massive arched windows, chandeliers, and nineteenth-century indoor football field of books. The last library table in the northern end zone of the elaborate room was covered by a thick orange Kevlar bomb-suppression blanket. I felt my pulse triple and my hands clench involuntarily as Cell lifted it off. In the center of the table was what looked like a white laptop.
Chapter 5 A BIG BALD GUY with a twirly black mustache and tactical blue fatigues met me beneath the landmark building’s massive portico. With his mustache, Paul Cell bore a striking resemblance to the guy on the Bomb Squad’s logo patch, depicting a devil-may-care Red Baron–looking guy riding a bomb in front of the skyline of Manhattan. “We got the parked cars and street furniture sniffed, so I’m pretty sure there aren’t any secondary devices,” Cell said. “Think about it. Draw in the first responders with a decoy.