Crime Quote
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Type of crime text The Life and Adventures of Reggie Chase
Reggie could imagine the smell of pine and clementine and log fires
“We all know each other?” Reggie said. “How’s that for a
coincidence?”
What larks, Reggie!
A great, dangerous avenging angel
There was only one place he wanted to be. Home. He was out of
here.
Setting Their mother was cut down where she stood, the great silver knife
carving through her heart as if it was slicing butcher’s meat
Joanna didn’t want to think for herself
Criminals He seemed to come out of nowhere
As if there was nothing insane about slaughtering three complete
strangers for no apparent reason.
Wearing a leather jacket… the thick trunk of his bull neck and his
bald head.
Heavy tell-tale footsteps crunched on the gravel path
Blondie’s skin was… pitted and pocked like a barren moon
One of Dr and Mr Hunter together, laughing in the glare of foreign
sunshine
Reggie was… reading Great Expectations, when she felt a hand grip
the back of her neck.
His talents as a natural-born sneak
Victim It had been a perfect con and he had been the perfect mark
The sister of Bad-Boy Billy
The baby… was as valuable as the most valuable object
“And we’ll all have tea”
The Life and Adventures of Reggie Chase…
She was so tired and so small and her face hurt
Joanna didn’t want to think for herself
The bad man was coming
“Some of this stuff is truly hideous”
A sweet boy, downright cherubic
None of them boss. It’s Marcus.”
Accusation The chief suspect…was always going to be the owner of the
property
Detective A Jackson Brodie Novel
Ad Augusta per Angusta
A gunslinger waiting for high noon
Pilgrims on God’s highway
Perhaps Catholicism was genetic
It was his calling and his curse. Protect and serve
He was no good at small talk. Hi, my name is Jackson Brodie, I used
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Type of crime text The Life and Adventures of Reggie Chase
Reggie could imagine the smell of pine and clementine and log fires
“We all know each other?” Reggie said. “How’s that for a
coincidence?”
What larks, Reggie!
A great, dangerous avenging angel
There was only one place he wanted to be. Home. He was out of
here.
Setting Their mother was cut down where she stood, the great silver knife
carving through her heart as if it was slicing butcher’s meat
Joanna didn’t want to think for herself
Criminals He seemed to come out of nowhere
As if there was nothing insane about slaughtering three complete
strangers for no apparent reason.
Wearing a leather jacket… the thick trunk of his bull neck and his
bald head.
Heavy tell-tale footsteps crunched on the gravel path
Blondie’s skin was… pitted and pocked like a barren moon
One of Dr and Mr Hunter together, laughing in the glare of foreign
sunshine
Reggie was… reading Great Expectations, when she felt a hand grip
the back of her neck.
His talents as a natural-born sneak
Victim It had been a perfect con and he had been the perfect mark
The sister of Bad-Boy Billy
The baby… was as valuable as the most valuable object
“And we’ll all have tea”
The Life and Adventures of Reggie Chase…
She was so tired and so small and her face hurt
Joanna didn’t want to think for herself
The bad man was coming
“Some of this stuff is truly hideous”
A sweet boy, downright cherubic
None of them boss. It’s Marcus.”
Accusation The chief suspect…was always going to be the owner of the
property
Detective A Jackson Brodie Novel
Ad Augusta per Angusta
A gunslinger waiting for high noon
Pilgrims on God’s highway
Perhaps Catholicism was genetic
It was his calling and his curse. Protect and serve
He was no good at small talk. Hi, my name is Jackson Brodie, I used
