Tracking Game
Margaret Mizushima
"In the dim light of dusk, she’d lost sight of Robo, and she stepped up her pace."
"In the dim light of dusk, she’d lost sight of Robo, and she stepped up her pace."
"Detective Constable Kate Marshall was on the train home when her phone rang."
"Once in the taxi, Naemi leaned forwards, her elbows on her knees, her hands covering her face."
"Father Pat West stood on the hillside trail eating longan fruit and pondering sin."
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