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“What’s that?”

He turned the folder to the final page. A photograph showed the margin of page 127. In that same surgical script: “Lena. Your next chapter ends in the basement. Come alone. Bring no alibi.”

When Gregor’s flashlight beam cut through the blackness, he saw Lena standing beside the tailor, holding the book like a shield.

“What’s that?”

He turned the folder to the final page. A photograph showed the margin of page 127. In that same surgical script: “Lena. Your next chapter ends in the basement. Come alone. Bring no alibi.” hammett krimibuchhandlung

When Gregor’s flashlight beam cut through the blackness, he saw Lena standing beside the tailor, holding the book like a shield. “What’s that