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The Mag Force 7 Book 1 - Knights Of The Black Earth, The
Atec Февраль 16 2008 20:07:53
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"Pardon me," Dolf said irritably, "but have you been listening to anything we've said?"
"Frankly, no, Dolf," Raoul returned languidly, blinking his mauve-colored eyelids. He fluttered a delicate hand. "Why should I? You have hired the Little One and myself to murder the wife of your president." "Good God, man!" Baejling paled. "Keep your voice--" "Bah! No one can hear us. You have a guilty conscience. that's all. Which is why you are taking all this time and trouble to explain to me and my companion your own justifications and motivations. Personally I don't give a damn about you or your country or your problems. And neither does the Little One. Why should we?"
The raincoated figure indicated, with a shake of the fedora, that such was the case.
Mary Krammes stared into her empty wineglass. Dolf Baejling took out a neatly folded handkerchief, toyed with it.
"I suppose you're right. It's just that I've never done . .. I've never even imagined..." He mopped his sweating forehead.
"It's for the good of the country," Mary Krammes said automatically as if she'd been repeating the words over and over again, even in her sleep. "That woman's death is for the good of the country."
Raoul shrugged. "Of course, that is what all traitors have said, since the beginning of time."
Baejling rose stiffly to his feet. "We should proceed to the hotel, Excellency
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