"Maître Carvin was a cool customer, neither impatient nor hot- tempered, and when Lamarre and Kernorkian came to his chambers to summon him over to the station, interrupting him when he was busy at work, he merely asked forfive minutes to clear his desk, and followed them without demur."
"So I allowed Zou Zou to kit me out for the garden party."
"Drex stepped out of the shower and reached for his ringing cell phone, which he’d balanced on the rim of the sink."
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