Аннотация
Robert B Parker
Thin Air
For Joan: still the taste of wine
Prologue
He had brought several silk scarves with him in a shopping bag and had used them to gag her and to bind her hands and feet.
"The silk is gentle," he had said to her. "It will not cut you as rope would."
Now she lay helpless, full of fear and anger at her helplessness, on a mattress in the back of an old yellow Ford van, and he drove. As he drove he played with the radio until he found a country-western station.
"Here it is, Angel-90 FM, Rock Country, remember?"
If she raised her head, Lisa could see through the front windshield. The tops of trees went by, and poles and power lines. No buildings. So she wasn't in the city now.
"God, how long's it been, Lees? Ten months and six days. Nearly a year. Man, it's been a hard year… but now it's over. We're together. "
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