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Chapter 8, section 3: dinner, dancing and les petits morts

By aaronbihari | Published: July 22, 2010
Her smell still filled his nose. Her smell, and the tang of orange juice.
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Chapter 8, section 2: The night before

By aaronbihari | Published: July 20, 2010
The previous day was relaxed enough. He checked in on Gaetan, then continued his tour of pawnshops and picked up a few more gurkha knives, along with a handful of tips on various rivals’ activities. He inquired with a trusted associate about iris-scan security systems, and ordered one for each of his domiciles. He also checked in on a few business interests.
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Chapter 8: Hermes is well and truly screwed

By aaronbihari | Published: June 30, 2010
Hermes stared at the ceiling and wondered how he had arrived at that exact, irritating point. It wasn’t the being tied down spread-eagled, with arms and legs roped to the posts of a bed that irritated him. Or the waking up naked in a different place than where he had gone to sleep.
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Chapter 5, section 4: Urban Zen

By aaronbihari | Published: May 7, 2010
He picked up the plastic bag from Zahra’s and climbed the stairs. When he unlocked the front door his electric security panel beeped at him until he fingered the key code.
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Chapter 5, section 3: spying on the neighbors

By aaronbihari | Published: May 5, 2010
He slipped up the buzzing heat of a sunbeam to the back porch with lidded metal trash bin and piles of newspaper: both English and French, but no other languages. Slipping under the cracked-open window was a formality. He could have just as easily gone straight through the glass, but he preferred the illusion that he wasn’t uninvited.
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Chapter 5, section 1: Chaqu’un son dép

By aaronbihari | Published: April 27, 2010
The dépanneur, one of that ubiquitous breed of local commerce lodges: corner stores, general stores, trading posts. No matter where you were in the world, there they were.
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