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- January 05, 2011, 05:38:15 AMll in the middle." He finished his beer and threw the can in a basket under the sink You are not allowed to view links.
Register or Login, and pushed his hand out in front of him, revolving the large thumb slowly against the next two fingers. "Unless there's some of that," he added.
Steve said softly: "You've got big hands. You could have done it."
"Huh?" His small brown leathery eyes got silent and stared. Steve said: "Yeah. You might be clean. But with those hands the cops'd go round and round with you just the same."
The big man moved a little to his left, away from the sink. He let his right hand hang down at his side, loosely. His mouth got so tight that the cigar almost touched his nose.
"What's the beef, huh?" he barked. "What you shovin' at me, guy? What-"
"Cut it You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login," Steve drawled. "She's been croaked. Strangled. Upstairs, on the floor under her bed. About midmorning, I'd say. Big hands did it-hands like yours."
The big man did a nice job of getting the gun off his hip. It arrived so suddenly that it seemed to have grown in his hand and been there all the time.
Steve frowned at the gun and didn't move. The big man looked him over. "You're tough You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login," he said. "I been in the ring long enough to size up a guy's meat. You're plenty hard, boy. But you ain't as hard as lead. Talk iyilai：
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Steve said softly: "You've got big hands. You could have done it."
"Huh?" His small brown leathery eyes got silent and stared. Steve said: "Yeah. You might be clean. But with those hands the cops'd go round and round with you just the same."
The big man moved a little to his left, away from the sink. He let his right hand hang down at his side, loosely. His mouth got so tight that the cigar almost touched his nose.
"What's the beef, huh?" he barked. "What you shovin' at me, guy? What-"
"Cut it You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login," Steve drawled. "She's been croaked. Strangled. Upstairs, on the floor under her bed. About midmorning, I'd say. Big hands did it-hands like yours."
The big man did a nice job of getting the gun off his hip. It arrived so suddenly that it seemed to have grown in his hand and been there all the time.
Steve frowned at the gun and didn't move. The big man looked him over. "You're tough You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login," he said. "I been in the ring long enough to size up a guy's meat. You're plenty hard, boy. But you ain't as hard as lead. Talk iyilai：
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