Dead Edge: the gripping political thriller for fans of Lee Child. Jack Ford
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Название: Dead Edge: the gripping political thriller for fans of Lee Child
Автор: Jack Ford
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Исторические детективы
isbn: 9780008204563
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Woods stepped in. Head still tilted. ‘Jackson, can you give us a minute?’
Hating the tension but desperate to break it, Jackson tried to make light. ‘Oh come on, Dad, not now! I’m about to totally annihilate Coop. I’m on a kill-streak and I’m feeling lucky.’
Woods, not taking his eyes off Cooper, spoke to his son with an inflexibility. ‘Jackson, I said I need a minute.’
Without another word, Jackson slipped back into the sitting room, gently closing the door behind him, leaving the two men facing off in the hallway.
‘Why do you make it so difficult all the time, Coop?’
Wanting to feel the buzz of the pill begin – desperate to – Cooper pulled back. Away from the smell of expensive cologne. Away from the perfectly smooth-shaven face only inches away. ‘Listen, John, I don’t know what you’re talking about.’
‘That’s why we need to talk.’
‘No. That’s why you need to talk. I’m fine.’
‘Really? You don’t look it.’
‘I know, I look like shit. Now tell me something I don’t know.’
Woods wiped his hand down his chin. Keeping his temper. Keeping his mouth from saying anything he’d later regret. Didn’t work. ‘Cut the crap, Coop. I heard about everything that went down. You could’ve been looking at a long time in a jailhouse.’
‘And how’s that?’
Woods’ voice had raised. Pulled himself together. Spoke in a pissed hush. ‘How’s that? Am I missing something here? You need me to jog your memory?’
‘No.’
‘Grand theft auto, aggravated motor vehicle theft in the first degree…’
‘Be my guest, why don’t you? I mean, who am I to say no?’
‘…Reckless driving, exhibition of speed, vagrancy…’
‘Leave vagrancy out of it… Have you finished now, John? Because I hear an Xbox calling my name.’
‘Where the hell do you get off being so casual about it?’
‘I don’t mean to be rude here, but I’m trying to figure out quite what it has to do with you, John.’
Woods felt the pulse in his molar begin to throb. ‘You wouldn’t be standing here if it wasn’t for me. I called in some favors.’
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