A Conspiracy of Bones
Kathy Reichs
"The phone rang again at eight."
"The phone rang again at eight."
"Dear Jon (may I call you Jon?),"
"At the same time, inside a falcon mews on the sagebrush prairie outside of Saddlestring, Nate Romanowski firmly grasped a pigeon in his left hand and twisted its head with his right, producing an audible snap."
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