Аннотация
Elizabeth Lowell
Always Time To Die
For
Eric and Miranda
The future is yours.
PROLOGUE
NEAR TAOS, NEW MEXICO JANUARY
TUESDAY, 3:00 a.m.
THE CUTTING EDGE OF A WINTER STORM MADE THE OLD HOUSE SIGH AND MOAN AS if someone was dying.
Someone is. Soon.
The ghostly smile, the laughter, and the words were silent.
No one saw the intruder glide across the ancient Persian carpet on soundless feet. No one heard the door to the library open.
The hospital bed and oxygen bottle looked bizarre among the ranks of leather-bound books and gilt-framed portraits of Andrew Jackson Quintrell I and his wife, Isobel Mercedes Archuleta y Castillo. The ambition that had created one of New Mexico's biggest ranches and launched the national political careers of future Quintrells blazed out of A. J. Quintrell's Yankee blue eyes. The matching ambition of one of New Mexico's oldest families smoldered in Isobel's hazel green eyes.
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