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Probably thought Hammond, everything will depend on the person with whom she comes to the party. If it is one, then perhaps he could talk to her openly and ask questions all morning did not give him no peace. If not ... I wonder what he would feel if his present happy married couple - Mr. and Mrs. Kerti? How could he look into the eyes of her husband, shaking his hand, saying the secular platitudes and pretend he never had a delightful intimacy with a woman who stands beside him?
Faced with any problem of moral properties, Ana Beatriz Barros nude has always tried to act according to conscience. Of course, keep the truth under any circumstances, it was not easy. A developed sense of justice and almost idealistic views Hammond on good and bad often been the cause of quarrels and conflicts with friends, colleagues and even parents. In particular - with his father, who have diametrically opposed principles of life. For example, if Hammond had told him about his strange adventure. Blackouts Cross would only laugh at him.
Collapsed to the quarter in which he lived, Hammond thought about how he would have felt if it went into the bedroom a few moments earlier and heard his visitor says into the phone something like: "My dear, forgive-me-already -very-late-and-I-decided-stay- at-different-this-then-if you-not-you mind-whole-yet.
When automatic gates finally opened, Hammond slowly drove into his garage and turned off the engine. But even after the cabin in silence, broken only by the muted clicks of the cooling engine, Ana Beatriz Barros nude has long sat silent, looking straight ahead, wondering what he would do in this case.
After all, angry at himself for having allowed himself to such empty thoughts that came to nothing could have led, Hammond got out of the car and went to his cottage city through the door connecting the garage to the kitchen. The first thing out of habit, he stepped to the phone to check messages left, but changed his mind. Hammond had no doubt that he expects at least one message from his father, but he was not in the mood to relive yesterday's quarrel with him. He did not want to talk to anyone.
Perhaps, he thought Hammond, now it is better to use the few remaining hours and go down to the bay to a little sail. The small boat of fifteen, which parents gave Hammond, where he graduated as a lawyer, stood at the pier literally across Ana Beatriz Barros nude . That is why he at one time and bought a cottage in the area - from here to the city pier was on the doorstep.
Having made the decision, he did not linger. Dress was not necessary, so once out of the kitchen Hammond went to the hall to exit through the front door. There he paused to pull out pantry fishing gear, in case he would think of fish, and suddenly I heard that someone is trying to unlock the door from the outside.
No sooner had Ana Beatriz Barros nude move, as the door opened, and the cottage became Stef Mundell, pressed to his ear cell phone.
- I can not believe that they are so stubborn - she said on the move - or stupid ...
Seeing him, Stephen has put on the floor, carrying case, threw off his shoulder bag, threw the keys on the table under the mirror and, by shifting the phone in his left hand, waved in the air with his hand in greeting.
- No, - she continued to convince his invisible companion. - Never! In the end, food poisoning - it is not sarcoma and cancer of the bone marrow. They have to ... Well, let me know. I know that my presence is not required, but Ana Beatriz Barros nude want to be there. Do you have a number of my cell phone? Excellent so far.
She switched off the phone and looked reproachfully at Hammond.
- Where the hell is you?
- And what had happened to "hello"? - He asked. As far as he knew, Stephen Mandell has never ceased to work. In her great men briefcase, which she dragged around with him, there were so many papers, pens, markers and other devices that would be enough for a small office. Joined the prosecutor's office of Charleston, she found in the car Radio scanners listening on the police frequency, allowing Ana Beatriz Barros nude to keep abreast of all that is happening in the city. Colleagues said she listens to official negotiations patrol cars with the same interest, with some other drivers listening to music or radio plays.
Throwing off his feet with high heels, Stephen pulled the blouse from his belt, skirt and began fanning her gender.
- Lord, well, hot! .. - She groaned. - I almost cooked hard-boiled. So why do not you answer my calls?
- I told you I was going to his country house.
- I called there, probably a hundred times.
- I disconnected the call.
- Why?
"Because I was with a woman and did not want to bother me" - he thought and said aloud:
- You have a radar like a bat. I have just returned. How did you know that I am at home?
- I did not know that you're home, just you live closer to the Police Department than I am. I decided that you do not mind if I sit with you, until I hear any news.
- News about what? What is so important has happened in my absence?
- You ask, what of it? - She turned to him, put her hands on his hips and narrowed her eyes. - What's wrong with you, Hammond?
- With me nothing - he said - and that's with you? Maybe you really overheated? Her eyes widened.
- God, because you really do not know! - Stef exclaimed in amazement.
- I really do not know - Ana Beatriz Barros nude said calmly as he could. However, Hammond does not really worried - Stef loved the dramatic effects and was able to utter the most trifles news as the main sensation of the month. One thing was clear to him - of his intention to ride on a yacht, most likely, nothing will. Invite the same with him he was not going to Stef, and get rid of it - especially when she was in such excitement - not possible.
For some reason, Hammond suddenly felt tired.
- Listen, I wanted something to drink. Do something you?
She paused, and Hammond took the opportunity to go back to the kitchen.
- Beer? Mineral water? - He cried out. Splashing the parquet floor with bare feet, Stephen trudged into the kitchen and peeked into the refrigerator over his shoulder.
- I do not believe you, Hammond, - Ana Beatriz Barros nude said. - But it seems you really do not know. Where is this your summer cottage? In Siberia? In the steppes of Mongolia? Surely there is not even a TV?
- So, beer - and he said coolly, taking out two bottles from the refrigerator, opened the one and handed Stephen. She took the beer, but continued to stare at him with a look, as if he had suddenly grown a beard to his waist.
Hammond opened the second bottle and put his neck to his lips.
- Your silence is killing me - he said, took a sip. - What happened?
- Yesterday afternoon, someone killed him Lyuta Pettidzhona in the room of his own hotel "Charleston Plaza" - rapped it.
Hammond slowly lowered the bottle, and his face drawn. Seconds passed, but he stood motionless, unable to budge - so this news has shocked him.
- It is impossible, - he said finally.
- It's true.
- It can not be ...
- Why would I lie?
Hammond raised his hand and rubbed mechanically strained neck. Then, without looking at the bottle on the table and drawing up a foot stool, sat down heavily on upholstered leather seat. Stef sat opposite, but Hammond took some time before he was able to focus on her eyes.
- You said - "slain" ... So they killed Ana Beatriz Barros nude ?
- Yes.
- How? - He suddenly asked in a hoarse voice. - How did this happen?
Stef blinked.
- Hey, are you all right?
He looked at her as if he suddenly forgot how to speak, then nodded:
- Yes, I was all right. I just ... - He shrugged.
- Lost for words.
- Just amazed. This is news to me ... like a bolt from the sky. - Hammond cleared his throat. - So how does this still happen?
- He was shot. Someone stabbed him two bullets in his back. Some time Hammond closely monitored so as assembled on a cold bottle of drops of condensate, one after another run down on the granite countertop, gathering around the bottom of a small puddle.
- And ... when? At what time Ana Beatriz Barros nude was killed?
- A maid discovered the body at the beginning of the seventh.
He listened attentively to the story of Stepha how the maid came to clean up the room and found Pettidzhona lying on the floor.
- This ... this bump on his head ... - he said finally. - Where is she?
- Perhaps someone hit him. At first glance, a rather serious injury. But Madison believed that the cause of death Pettidzhona had bullet wounds. Of course, the final answer will be known only after the autopsy.
- You yourself talking with medical experts?
- No, Smaylou more or less brought me up to the case.
- So, this case will deal with and Smaylou? She looked at him square eyes.
- Are you serious, Hammond?
- Well, of course, Smaylou, nobody else - he muttered. - So what, in his opinion, there happened?
For more about five minutes listening to Hammond, as Stef lists the known details of her case.
- I thought from the outset that this investigation will be transferred to the prosecutor's office - she said - so that night I spent with Smaylou. Not literally, of course ... Or vice versa - in the literal. - Mischievous, her smile looked rather out of place, but Stef is not confused. - Whatever it was, I was beside him, while he tried to pull a few strings. Not to say that there were too many, and yet ...
- And what about this thought the security service hotel?
- Nothing. Pettidzhon died without having had time to call for help. Lock his door was broken in the room - no signs of struggle. CCTV system also was not justified - on a single cassette, Ana Beatriz Barros nude fell into our hands, there is nothing but a lad of indentured servants, who squeezed the maid in the hall.
- What?
- What is heard! - Suddenly she snapped. - All of these cameras hung in the corridors - Linden! None of them works.
- Oh God! .. - Hammond shook his head. - Lute cried so much about its security system and about how much it cost him, and now, on you! ..
Hammond, unlike most prosecutors and police officers was not only heard of fraud Lyuta Pettidzhona. For several months he was commissioned by the State Attorney General conducted a secret investigation into his activities, and the more he learned, the less he liked this man.
- Witnesses? - He asked abruptly.
- While we have not found anyone who could be useful to us. The only people directly in contact with the deceased on the day turned out to be a masseur from the hotel fitness room. We talked with him, but he knows nothing.
Then Stef told Hammond about the case of mass food poisoning.
- Except for children in the hospital is seven adults who Smaylou going to interrogate, but neither he nor I particularly hope that the outcome will be something worthwhile. However, Smaylou promised to call me as soon as the doctor would give him the go-ahead to visit the sick. I want to go there with him.
- Do not you think that is too much? In the end, you are not obliged