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she glimpsed an aging man who had just lost everything and had no idea what he was supposed to be doing with the time he had left to live.
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An hour later they were being escorted down a long corridor at the Pentagon. In fact, every corridor at the Pentagon was long. It was a labyrinth beyond all labyrinths. Indeed, it was rumored that employees from the 1960s were somewhere in the bowels of the place still looking for an exit.
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CHUNG-CHA HAD NEVER MET a westerner who could tell the difference between a Chinese and a Japanese, much less a North Korean and a South Korean.
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triumphant
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He drew in her scent. Her breath smelled of
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What about the kids?" He pointed to them."
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belt. "But it didn't happen."
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There're many things to love in this country. The skinheads are not one of them.
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That might not seem like much to some, but when you have nothing, anything seems like a fortune.
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hyperthymesia,
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Decker had worked his way onto the Cleveland Browns by busting his ass on the practice field, sacrificing his body in idiotic ways that had come back to haunt him in
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King
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Come on, soldier, you put your life on the line for your country. A damn zipper shouldn't be too hard.
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I guess it comes down to greed. You don't pay folks, you make more money. That and thinking one race wasn't as good as another.
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Puller felt his hand begin to shake as he read through the thoughts of his mother from three decades before. Problems in the marriage. Problems with him. Problems with her. But . . . she was willing to work things out.
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Rogers showed dressed in his new clothes, and slipped his smartphone into his inside jacket pocket. He drove over to the Grunt and parked in the rear.
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What's a quick fling in the sack compared to decades of indifference?
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I'm gonna be sick," Burt moaned. "I'm gonna be sick!"
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Life is not fair any way you cut it, Michelle. You know that and I know that. We've lived that stuff too often to recognize it any other way.
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Michelle stood and fixed her gaze on him. "We've been lied to, almost shot, nearly blown to hell, and pushed around by dickheads from the Army, DHS, and now the FBI. So I can tell you flat-out that whether you want to 'partner' with us or not, we're working this case. So stick that up your ass and see how it fits"--she glanced at his ID on a lanyard around his neck--"Dwayne." Sean muttered, "Holy Mother of God," and put his hand over his ey..
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Whatever was hurting the lady, he simply didn't have the tools to help her. Apparently, a deep friendship didn't cut it with matters of a wounded soul.
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Bad news always travels faster than good.
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Technically, I'm right up there, I think. But the really great artists have something--I don't think anyone can really quantify it--that I don't. But that's okay. I'm happy with
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what I do have, and so are my clients." He took the piece he was carrying and set it up on an empty easel but did not uncover it."
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You could have been a great scientist or something. Or a writer.
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57 R EEL COULDN'T TAKE her eyes
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The white men had basically crapped all over the only race that could call itself indigenous in America.
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But he was also scared, because you did not go into his line of work, or at least survive very long in it, without a commonsensical understanding of your own mortality.
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When you didn't have much, you tended to keep what you had.
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to the left, shattering the glass on the door leading to the train car in front of them. She gripped the flash-bang, engaged it, and threw it through the opening. She whirled and shot out the glass in the window to the rear. The bullet was followed by the second flash-bang, which Robie tossed through the new opening.
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He would have been forty-two years old in two months. His forty-first had been his very last birthday, as it turned out.
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remote. If she were killed,
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Do you know who did it?
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He put in his search and refined it as he went along, adding as much information as he could remember. Finally, an address came back. He used street view to see the place.
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I came here to help you, Puller. I know our last meeting was not a positive one. But your offer . . . it meant a lot to me. And you don't know how close I came to accepting it. And not a day goes by that I don't regret not going with you.
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Father O'Neil was putting hymnals in the backs of the pews when Puller and Knox walked in. Knox crossed herself as they walked up the aisle.
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She lightly punched him in the arm. "So, on to Williamsburg?" "On to Williamsburg. But I need to call them first."
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George?" said Puller. "Oh, I'm sorry. You probably just knew him as Father Rooney. His first name is George."
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After a few moments of silence Puller said, "You think he was achieving all of it for his father? Because he never got the chance to do it himself?" Rooney pointed at him. "That's what I believe."
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Rogers raised a fist to deliver a blow to the head that would have almost certainly killed the man. The spot on his head was burning like somebody had set it on fire with an acetylene torch.
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become
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off." Decker nodded and looked over at where Baron and Jamison were escorting Amber and Zoe"
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rooms one by one until they came to the stairs.
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She works in the intelligence field. They're trained to lie and sell it like the truth. They obviously undergo the same indoctrination as politicians.
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