Chapter Eleven
BEN (IV)
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It was ten past nine on Sunday morning-a bright, sunwashed Sunday morning-and Ben was beginning to get seriously worried about Susan when the phone by his bed rang. He snatched it up.
‘Where are you?’
‘Relax. I’m upstairs with Matt Burke. Who requests the pleasure of your company as soon as you’re able.’
‘Why didn’t you come-’
‘I looked in on you earlier. You were sleeping like a lamb.’
‘They give you knockout stuff in the night so they can steal different organs for mysterious billionaire patients,’ he said. ‘How’s Matt?’
‘Come up and see for yourself,’ she said, and before she could do more than hang up, he was getting into his robe.
ТЕЛЕГРАМКанал с обзорами, анонсами новинок и книжными подборками
Книжный Вестник
Бот для удобного поиска и скачивания книг
Книжный Бот
Свежие любовные романы в удобных форматах
Любовные романы
О психологии, саморазвитии и личностном росте
Саморазвитие
Детективы и триллеры, все новинки
Детективы
Фантастика и фэнтези, все новинки
Фантастика
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