"Timothy Zahn - The Green and the Gray" - читать интересную книгу автора (Zahn Timothy)either."
"Then she has to tell us what's going on," Roger said firmly. "She tells us, or she tells the cops." file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/Timothy%20Zahn%20-%20The%20Green%20and%20the%20Gray.htm (28 of 424)22-12-2006 15:57:21 The Green and the Gray "Or she does her disappearing act again." "Maybe by morning she'll trust us a little more," Roger said, climbing into bed beside her. "Pleasant dreams." "You, too," she said, rolling half over to give him a kiss. He turned off the bedside light and nestled down under the comforter, shivering against the cold sheets. At least Caroline seemed to have forgiven him for whatever it was he'd done wrong earlier in the evening. It had been a long twenty-four hours, and he was deathly tired. But perversely, sleep refused to come. He lay quietly beside Caroline, listening to her slow breathing, staring at the edges of the sliding door where the glow of the city seeped in around the light-blocking drapes. Over and over again he played back the incident in the alley, trying to remember every word the man had said, every nuance of his tone or body language, every unusual thing or event that had happened before or after he'd shoved that gun into Roger's hand. But the mystery remained as tangled as ever. And it was way beyond people like him and Caroline. In the morning, he decided firmly, they would give Melantha one last chance to come clean; and after that it was the cops, whether she liked it or not. And as for her disappearing act, this time he would sit on the girl to make sure she stayed put. Literally, if it came to that. He froze, straining his ears. Had he imagined the sound? Or could it have just been Melantha tossing in her sleep? The sound came again. Definitely from the outside wall, and definitely near the bedroom door. Someone was on their balcony. file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/Timothy%20Zahn%20-%20The%20Green%20and%20the%20Gray.htm (29 of 424)22-12-2006 15:57:21 The Green and the Gray 4 He slid his legs out from under the comforter, a sudden fury burning inside him. So Melantha wasn't even going to wait until morning before pulling her vanishing trick again. Like hell. It took only a few seconds to retrieve his workout sweats from the laundry hamper and pull them on. Easing the bedroom door open, he slipped out. His bare feet seemed to shrink as they hit the cold hardwood of the hallway. But he didn't care. She was not, repeat not, going to get away with this two nights running. He rounded the corner into the living roomтАФ And came to a sudden stop. The curtains here weren't the same heavy-duty ones as in the bedroom, |
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