Clockwork Doomsday (2013)
“He took his cell phone out of his pocket and hit one of the speed dial numbers.
“Good afternoon, sir.” The voice was female and had an Australian accent that Roux thought was positively delightful.
“Good afternoon, Honeysuckle. Bring the car around front, would you?”
“I’ll be right there.”
By the time Roux reached the hotel entrance and stood out in the cool Parisian spring breeze, Honeysuckle pulled the Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud to a smooth stop in front. One of the nearby valet...s hurried forward and opened the car door for Roux. Sliding inside, Roux handed the valet a hundred-franc note and sat back as the man closed the door.
Honeysuckle Torrey was in her mid-twenties, a stunning strawberry blonde whose hair barely brushed the liveried shoulders of the chauffeur’s uniform she wore, along with cap and gloves. She was Australian by birth, a child of the world by luck and adventuress by choice.MoreLess
“Good afternoon, sir.” The voice was female and had an Australian accent that Roux thought was positively delightful.
“Good afternoon, Honeysuckle. Bring the car around front, would you?”
“I’ll be right there.”
By the time Roux reached the hotel entrance and stood out in the cool Parisian spring breeze, Honeysuckle pulled the Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud to a smooth stop in front. One of the nearby valet...s hurried forward and opened the car door for Roux. Sliding inside, Roux handed the valet a hundred-franc note and sat back as the man closed the door.
Honeysuckle Torrey was in her mid-twenties, a stunning strawberry blonde whose hair barely brushed the liveried shoulders of the chauffeur’s uniform she wore, along with cap and gloves. She was Australian by birth, a child of the world by luck and adventuress by choice.MoreLess
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