Reilly 09 - Presumption Of Death - Plot & Excerpts
I’m not bushwhacking. Promise we’ll stay strictly on a trail. And we can’t take Hitchcock.”“You won’t have to touch him. We’ll take the Bronco and keep him in back on the way home, and I’ll give him the bath of his life.”“We ought to see it,” Nina said. “I agree.”“Notice how well we work together this morning.”“Two peas in a pod,” Nina said. She changed the shorts to long pants, pulled on knee-high cotton socks and her hiking boots, and stuffed cotton gloves in her pocket. How to protect her hair and face from brushing against the evil leaves? A scarf.“You make a charming babushka,” Paul said.Outside in the mist, she tossed the day pack with the water bottles into the back seat with Hitchcock, who stood on the bench seat, tongue hanging out the window, ready for anything. The oak trees were dripping and they might as well be underwater. She looked from Hitchcock to Paul, already strapped in, studying a map, leaning forward eagerly. “Two peas in a pod,”
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