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R.E.8 by J.M.Bruce

By J.M.Bruce

;R.E.8 [Aircraft Profile 085] КНИГИ ;ВОЕННАЯ ИСТОРИЯ Название:R.E.8Автор: J.M.Bruce Серия: plane Profile 085 Издательство: Profile guides Ltd Год издания: 1966 Страниц:12 Формат: PDF в rarЯзык: английский Размер: 4.70 Мб Для сайта: Мир книгRoyal plane manufacturing unit R.E.8 — английский разведчик-бомбардировщик, использовавшийся в Первой Мировой войне. Эти самолёты были основными разведчиками и корректировщиками в британских ВВС с середины 1917 до конца войны ifolder.ru.com zero

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Why don’t we leave it up to Gin? ” Finn narrowed his own eyes in response. “Fine. ” The two of them glared at each other another moment, before staring at me. Finn, his features pinched tight. Bria, looking just as serious as he did. The man I considered my brother and my long-lost baby sister. Emotions welled up in my chest, making it hard to breathe. Or maybe the sensation was just from all the internal bleeding I was suffering from tonight. Either way, it hurt. But I really only had one choice in the end.

His walnut-colored hair just curled over the collar of his suit jacket in an artful array of thick, sexy locks. In addition to being my best friend, Finn was the son of my mentor, Fletcher Lane, the old man who’d taken me in off the streets years ago. An assassin himself, Fletcher had taught me everything I knew about my former profession. Finn was like a brother to me and one of the few people I trusted since the old man’s murder a couple of months ago. Even though I’d retired from being the assassin the Spider, Finn was also my handler now, for lack of a better word.

Elliot Slater enjoyed hurting people. Really enjoyed it. His hard-on bulged against the zipper on his black pants. Slater hit me again and stepped back. By this point, I hung limp between the two giants, all pretense of being tough and strong long gone. I just wanted this to be over with. A hand grabbed my chin and forced my face up. I stared into Slater’s hazel eyes. At least, I tried to. White starbursts kept exploding over and over in my field of vision, making it hard to focus. The light show was better than fireworks on the Fourth of July.

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