She stared back at him, her expression slightly wary,slightly defiant. Paul regional office. Bitch! He jerked her sideways, his forearm tightening against her windpipe. The words soundedthreadbare, he'd said them so often in the past two hours.
Whatever made you think you could have something more? Sheswallowed down the knot of emotion in her throat and forced her mindback on track. -190 WINDCHILL FACTOR: -38 he avoided her office, having noburning desire to return DeSPahna's call of the night before. He wasprobably in his late thirties, she guessed, and he didn't like cops. He heard her sharp intake ofbreath, felt the muscles of her back go rigid beneath his hands.
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