Crooked River
Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child
"The tide was coming in, the wind had picked up, and the surf was beating against the shore with a little more energy."
"The tide was coming in, the wind had picked up, and the surf was beating against the shore with a little more energy."
"He pulled his cell phone out of his jacket pocket."
"'The police think I was at Mom’s house?' I asked Andrew, stunned."
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