mr. walsh sighed and held up his hand . '' i realize that , ms. bond . '' '' it probably did n't have any other prints because those men were wearing gloves , '' i said , even though i 'd told them that at least five hundred times . '' you going to try and pin this on her , walsh

we bought , sold and traded goods from caribbean all the way to the east indies . i sometime journeyed on the ships , we had a half dozen in our fleet , and on one of the journeys we happen to land on a deserted island in the caribbean . at least , we thought it was deserted

i consoled myself by thinking that bex is my best friend , and she is good at everything , or so i thought until she pulled out onto the highway on the wrong side of the road ! now all this might have been funny except there 's a hill there-did i mention that ? a great big ca n't - see-the-semi-until-it 's - about-to-hit-you-head-on hill

and i was sure i locked it when i came in . darn sure . i opened it anyway and looked out . no one in sight . '' huh ? '' this was really strange . i closed the door , secured the lock again and returned to my milk . i knew it was futile , but i searched for him some more after i finished my
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