Isbn: 9781413435320 - read 'em and weep (4 Ergebnisse)

Zustand: New. In English.

Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - I was sort of hiding from two guys who either thought we were in business together or who wanted to kill me. 'Sort of hiding' because I could have left town and been relatively safe, but Las Vegas, NV has so many wonderful things to see and do that I decided to go to a topless rollerskating show instead. 'Sort of hiding' because I was fairly sure that the guys in question would take Door Number Two and try to shoot me, a lot. Why me I'm T. R. Macdonald, a sort-of unemployed broker/analyst from the boutique - we handle a small number of very rich clients - firm of Fields, Smith, and Barkman. My sort-of girlfriend Kandi had asked me to go to Vegas to see if I could talk to her cousin Chet, because she thinks his adoptive father, Dr. Woodrow Shaw, may be nuts. Are you getting all this There will be a quiz. Dr. Shaw asked me to go, too, and he offered to pay. It sounded like easy money. So I went. I must be nuts.…

Gebunden. Zustand: New. KlappentextrnrnI was sort of hiding from two guys who either thought we were in business together or who wanted to kill me. Sort of hiding because I could have left town and been relatively safe, but Las Vegas, NV has so many wonderful things.

Zustand: Sehr gut. Zustand: Sehr gut | Seiten: 280 | Sprache: Englisch | Produktart: Bücher | I was sort of hiding from two guys who either thought we were in business together or who wanted to kill me. "Sort of hiding" because I could have left town and been relatively safe, but Las Vegas, NV has so many wonderful things to see and do that I decided to go to a topless rollerskating show instead. "Sort of hiding" because I was fairly sure that the guys in question would take Door Number Two and try to shoot me, a lot. Why me? I'm T. R. Macdonald, a sort-of unemployed broker/analyst from the boutique - we handle a small number of very rich clients - firm of Fields, Smith, and Barkman. My sort-of girlfriend Kandi had asked me to go to Vegas to see if I could talk to her cousin Chet, because she thinks his adoptive father, Dr. Woodrow Shaw, may be nuts. Are you getting all this? There will be a quiz. Dr. Shaw asked me to go, too, and he offered to pay. It sounded like easy money. So I went. I must be nuts.…