Nicht lieferbar
Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length, post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even hive a proper description. Check out the free sample if you can.
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"We arrested Pigson last night," the county sheriff told Jody and Rob. "He led us to Mac and Harry ... Snyder had hired them to rape you and kill your cattle. Jesus, what a bunch of bums, huh?" the sheriff said emphatically, shaking his head.
"And the inquest into my father's death...?"
"Yes, that's been reopened."
Jody let out a long sigh and stared through the rain splattered window of the Beaver Police Department headquarters to the empty church pew outside the saloon. Despite the inclement weather the street was lined with pick-up trucks and cars, and no doubt the suds were foaming behind the barroom door, the place heady with gossip.
Rob read her thoughts. "It's all over with, Jody."
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"We arrested Pigson last night," the county sheriff told Jody and Rob. "He led us to Mac and Harry ... Snyder had hired them to rape you and kill your cattle. Jesus, what a bunch of bums, huh?" the sheriff said emphatically, shaking his head.
"And the inquest into my father's death...?"
"Yes, that's been reopened."
Jody let out a long sigh and stared through the rain splattered window of the Beaver Police Department headquarters to the empty church pew outside the saloon. Despite the inclement weather the street was lined with pick-up trucks and cars, and no doubt the suds were foaming behind the barroom door, the place heady with gossip.
Rob read her thoughts. "It's all over with, Jody."