A plane from Munich and anotherfrom Paris had just deposited their other guests at the airport. Within thirty minutes the big black studio car had picked her up anddelivered her to the lot. At the sound of the bell Laura rose from the bed and hurried into thenarrow hallway and to the door. Lance was waiting forher.
Katie hurried into the coffee shop and to the rear booth that was theirregular meeting place. They'd all meet inParis next month. How could theyfind Papa guilty? The witnesses had all lied. We'll have a few hours for ourselves before I have to go home.
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