Dirty Harry 10 - The Blood Of Strangers - Plot & Excerpts
He kept having to shout and still worse, hear the sad lonely reverberation of his own voice come back to him. “I lost the subject,” he kept repeating with growing insistence. Gradually, the unit commander seemed to comprehend him. “How did that happen?” “She was always on the move. She left one room, took another, then I never saw her again until the airport.” “What did you say?” “I said, I never saw her until the airport. I was watching the airport for three days. She was with the detective.” “The who?” “The detective.” There was a shrill whine that came through the wires, and if one listened attentively one could catch fragments of any number of multilingual conversations. “Where did they go?” “I don’t know. The plane was bound for Cyprus.
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