"Johansen, Iris - The Face of Deception" - читать интересную книгу автора (Johansen Iris)

You stay out of it, or so help me God Ill make you sorry that you

Leave her alone. Quinn stepped forward and knocked Verners hands away from Eve. Dont you see shes hurting more than you are?

The hell she is. He killed my boy. I wont let her try to get him off again.

Do you think I dont want him to die? she said fiercely. Hes a monster. I want to kill him myself, but I cant let him There was no time for this argument, she thought frantically. There was no time for anything. It must be almost midnight.

They were going to kill him.

And Bonnie would be lost forever.

She whirled away from Verner and ran toward the gate.

Eve!

She pounded on the gate with clenched fists. Let me in! Youve got to let me in. Please dont do this.

Flashbulbs.

The prison guards were coming toward her.

Quinn was trying to pull her away from the gate.

The gate was opening.

Maybe there was a chance.

God, please let there be a chance.

The warden was coming out.

Stop it, she screamed. Youve got to stop

Go home, Ms. Duncan. Its over. He walked past her toward the TV cameras.

Over. It couldnt be over.

The warden was looking soberly into the cameras and his words were brief and to the point. There was no stay of execution. Ralph Andrew Fraser was executed four minutes ago and pronounced dead at 12: A.M.

No.

The scream was full of agony and desolation, as broken and forsaken as the wail of a lost child.

Eve didnt realize the scream came from her.

Quinn caught her as her knees buckled and she slumped forward in a dead faint.

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