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"Perhaps if you took her to the relative quiet of the Fiver " Caleb suggested. Nimisha and Ion exchanged guilty glances. "Relative quiet" with young triplets depended entirely on their whimsical feeding times. "Casper's?" Ion suggested and immediately cancelled that idea. "No Hope and the twins will be there. " "What's the matter with the Fiver? It's only a step away. I'll carry her " Caleb began. "Let's let her drink the broth first shall.
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Hole. The man had probably been dead for a day at least for a good many hours. The cattleman had no doubt that it was Horikawa. His picture a good snapshot taken by a former employer at a picnic where the Japanese had served the luncheon had appeared in all the papers and on handbills sent out by James Cunningham Junior. There was a scar Y-shaped and ragged just above the left eye that made identification easy. Kirby stepped to the window of the living-room and called to his friend. "Want me to help you gather the loot?" chaffed Cole. "Serious business old man " Kirby told him and the look on his face backed the words. Sanborn swung across to the window and came through. "What is it?" he asked quickly. "I've found Horikawa. " "Found him--where?" The eyes of the men met and Cole guessed that grim tragedy was in the air. He followed Kirby to the bedroom. "God!" he exclaimed. His gaze was riveted to the bloodless.
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