Borderline by Nevada Barr

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Get something to eat,” he told them. “That or wait till the festivities are over. I’m going to clean up a little. I’ll be back here at nineteen-forty-five. ” “No, sir,” Gordon said. “I haven’t seen him,” said Kevin, his eyes following a waitress. Annoyance tweaked Darden till he realized Kevin wasn’t gazing lasciviously at her bottom but at the pot of freshly brewed coffee she was carrying. “Call me when he shows,” Darden said. Then: “Doggone it. The nearest cell tower is behind a pile of rock and lizards two hundred miles from here.

Guadalupe had refused to deliver her first grandchild. She scolded Gabriela for asking and told her the best gift a mother could give her child was to be born in the United States, over the river. S. and Mexico and would have work and an education if he wanted it. Guadalupe had no doubt that her first grandchild would be a he. “I can walk,” Gabriela protested until it was clear they were set on giving her the ride in the cart they had gone to so much trouble to get for her. Guadalupe led the donkey and Gabriela’s mother walked beside the cart to hold Gabriela’s hand.

Vinny had decorated his lair in Early Intimidation. The walls were slate gray, the furniture black leather and chrome. An arrangement of dried and very dead grasses in russet and umber was his nod to the real world, the non-Vinny world. “I feel good,” Anna said, attempting to look comfortable in a sling of shiny patent leather. She drummed her fingertips on the silvery armrests, hoping they’d leave prints. She didn’t doubt that he leapt up to polish them clean before the door closed on departing clients’ butts.

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