Название | A Fistful of Charms |
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Автор произведения | Ким Харрисон |
Жанр | Героическая фантастика |
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Издательство | Героическая фантастика |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9780007301843 |
A Fistful of Charms
Kim Harrison
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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To the man who invariably says, “Really? Okay,” instead of, “You want to do what?”
Contents
The solid thud of David’s car door shutting echoed off the stone face of the eight-story building we had parked beside. Leaning against the gray sports car, I shaded my eyes and squinted up at its aged and architecturally beautiful columns and fluted sills. The uppermost floor was golden in the setting sun, but here at street level we were in a chill shadow. Cincinnati had a handful of such