"Ludlum, Robert - The Parcifal Mosaic" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ludlum Robert)

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 For Dolores and Charles Ryducha, two of the finest people I have ever
knownfrom a grateful brother Na zdrowiel
 THE
PARSIFAL
MOSAIC
 BOOK
- ONE,
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The cold rays of the moon streaked down from the night sky and bounced off
the rolling surf ' which burst into suspen ed sprays of white where isolated
waves crashed into the rocks of the shoreline. The stretch of beach between
the towering boulders of the Costa Brava was the execution ground. It had to
be. May God damn this goddamned world-it had to bel
He could see her now. And hear her through the sounds of the sea and the
breaking surf. She was running wildly, screaming hysterically: "Pro boha
iiv6hol ProN Co to d6WI Pfestafil ProN ProN
Her blond hair was caught in the moonlight, her racing silhouette given
substance by the beam of a powerful flashlight fifty yards behind her. She
fell; the gap closed and a staccato burst of gunfire abruptly, insolently
split the night air, bullets exploding the sand and the wild grass all
around her. She would be dead in a matter of seconds.
His love would be gone.

They were high on the hill overlooking the Moldau, the boats on the -river
plowing the waters north and south, their wakes furrows. The curling sinoke
from the factories below diffused in the bright afternoon sky, obscuring the
mountains in the distance, and Michael watched, wondering # the
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winds above Prague would come along and blow th.6 smoke away so the
mountains could be seen again. His head was on Jenna's lap, his long legs
stretched out, touching the wicker basket she had packed with sandwiches and
iced wine. She sat on the grass, her back against the smooth bark of a birch
tree, she stroked his hair, her fingers circling his face, gently outlining
his lips and cheekbones.
'Mikhail, my darling, I was thinking. Those tweed jackets
and dark trousers you wear, and that very proper English which must come
from your very proper university, will never remove the Havlibek from
Havelock."
"I don't think they were meant to. One~'s a uniform of sods, and the other
you kind of learn in self-defense." He smiled, touching her hand. "Besides,
that university was a long time ago."
"So much was a long time ago, wasWt it? Right down there."
"It happened."
'You were there, my poor darling."
'It's history. I survived.'