The Cold Moon
“MondayWhat then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know.— SAINT AUGUSTINEChapter 43The December day wasn't particularly cold but the ancient furnace in Rhyme's town house was on the fritz and everyone in his ground floor lab huddled in thick jackets. Clouds of steam blew from their mouths with every exhalation, and extremities were bright red. Amelia Sachs wore two sweaters and Pulaski was in a padded green jacket from which dangled ...Killington ski lift tickets like a veteran soldier's campaign medals. A skier cop, Rhyme reflected. That seemed odd, though he couldn't say why exactly. Maybe something about the dangers of hurtling down a mountain with a hair-trigger 9-millimeter pistol under your bunny suit."Where's the furnace repair guy?" Rhyme snapped to his aide."He said he'll be here between one and five." Thom was wearing a tweed jacket, which Rhyme had given him last Christmas, and a dark purple cashmere scarf, which had been one of Sachs's presents."Ah, between one and five.MoreLess
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