“More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. You know nothing of life, nothing of its dangers, nothing of its possibilities. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. She had found it in 1988, the year of the stock market crash.
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