"Halo" - читать интересную книгу автора (Maddox Tom)

containing SenTrax Myanmar group's records.

 

When they got home, Gonzales would tell the memex the latest

news about Grossback, how the man had cracked at the last moment. 

Gonzales was sure the m-i would think what he didGrossback was

dog dirty and scared they would find it.

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At the edge of a sandy field south of Pagan, Gonzales waited

for his plane. Gonzales wore his usual international traveller's

mufti, a tan gabardine two-piece suit over an open-collared white

linen shirt, dark brown slipover shoes. His hair was gathered

back into a ponytail held together by a silver ring made from

lizard figures joined head-to-tail. Next to him sat a soft brown

leather bag and the two shock-cases.

 

In front of him a pagoda climbed in a series of steeples to a

gilded and jeweled umbrella top, pointing to heaven. On its

steps, beside the huge paw of a stone lion, a monk sat in full

lotus, his face shadowed by the animal rising massive and lumpy

and mock fierce above him. The lion's flanks were dyed orange by

sunset, its lips stained the color of dried blood. The minutes

passed, and the monk's voice droned, his face in shadow.       

 

"Come tour the temples of ancient Pagan," a voice said.