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以下書況,主觀上皆可閱讀,若收到後不滿意,『都可退書退款』。 書況補充說明: D 多處摺頁標籤、水痕、字跡、破損、髒污、泛黃書斑、書章。 【購買須知】 (1)照片皆為現貨實際拍攝,請參書況說明。 (2)『賣場標題、內容簡介』為出版社原本資料,若有疑問請留言,但人力有限,恕不提供大量詢問。 (3)『附件或贈品』,不論標題或內容簡介是否有標示,請都以『沒有附件,沒有贈品』為參考。 (4)訂單完成即『無法加購、修改、合併』,請確認品項、優惠後,再下訂結帳。如有疑問請留言告知。 (5)二手書皆為獨立商品,下訂即刪除該品項,故『取消』後無法重新訂購,須等系統安排『2個月後』重新上架。 (6)收到書籍後,若不滿意,或有缺漏,『都可退書退款』。 [商品主貨號] U102984695 [ISBN-13碼] 9780446579933 [ISBN] 0446579939 [作者] Sparks, Nicholas [出版社] Grand Central Pub [出版日期] 2008/09/30 [裝訂/規格] 精裝 / 15.2 x 23.5 x 3.2 cm / 普通級 [內容簡介] (出版商制式文字, 不論標題或內容簡介是否有標示, 請都以『沒有附件、沒有贈品』為參考。) 1 ........ Clayton and Thibault Deputy Keith Clayton hadn’t heard them approach, and up close, he didn’t like the looks of them any more than he had the first time he’d seen them. The dog was part of it. He wasn’t fond of German shepherds, and this one, though he was standing quietly, reminded him of Panther, the police dog that rode with Deputy Kenny Moore and was quick to bite suspects in the crotch at the slightest command. Most of the time he regarded Moore as an idiot, but he was still just about the closest thing to a friend that Clayton had in the department, and he had to admit that Moore had a way of telling those crotch-biting stories that made Clayton double over in laughter. And Moore would definitely have appreciated the little skinny-dipping party Clayton had just broken up, when he’d spied a couple of coeds sunning down by the creek in all their morning glory. He hadn’t been there for more than a few minutes and had snapped only a couple of pictures on the digital camera when he saw a third girl pop up from behind a hydrangea bush. After quickly ditching the camera in the bushes behind him, he’d stepped out from behind the tree, and a moment later, he and the coed were face-to-face. ”Well, what have we got here?” he drawled, trying to put her on the defensive. He hadn’t liked the fact that he’d been caught, nor was he pleased with his insipid opening line. Usually he was smoother than that. A lot smoother. Thankfully, the girl was too embarrassed to notice much of anything, and she almost tripped while trying to back up. She stammered something like an answer as she tried to cover herself with her hands. It was like watching someone play a game of Twister by herself. He made no effort to avert his gaze. Instead he smiled, pretending not to notice her body, as if he bumped into naked women in the woods all the time. He could already tell she knew nothing about the camera. ”Now calm down. What’s going on?” he asked. He knew full well what was going on. It happened a few times every summer, but especially in August: Coeds from Chapel Hill or NC State, heading to the beach for a long, last-chance weekend at Emerald Isle before the fall term began, often made a detour onto an old logging road that twisted and bumped for a mile or so into the national forest before reaching the point where Swan Creek made a sharp turn toward the South River. There was a rock-pebble beach there that had come to be known for nude sunbathing—how that happened, he had no idea—and Clayton often made it a point to swing by on the off chance he might get lucky. Two weeks ago, he’d seen six lovelies; today, however, there were three, and the two who’d been lying on their towels were already reaching for their shirts. Though one of them was a bit heavy, the other two—including the brunette standing in front of him—had the kind of figures that made frat boys go crazy. Deputies, too. ”We didn’t know anyone was out here! We thought it would be okay!” Her face held just enough innocence to make him think, Wouldn’t Daddy be proud if he knew what his little girl was up to? It amused him to imagine what she might say to that, but since he was in uniform, he knew he had to say something official. Besides, he knew he was pressing his luck; if word got out that the sheriff’s office was actually patrolling the area, there’d be no more coeds in the future, and that was something he didn’t want to contemplate. ”Let’s go talk to your friends.” He followed her back toward the beach, watching as she tried unsuccessfully to cover her backside, enjoying the little show. By the time they stepped from the trees into the clearing by the river, her friends had pulled on their shirts. The brunette jogged and jiggled toward the others and quickly reached for a towel, knocking over a couple of cans of beer in the process. Clayton motioned to a nearby tree. ”Didn’t y’all see the sign?” On cue, their eyes swung that way. People were sheep, waiting for the next order, he thought. The sign, small and partially hidden by the low-slung branches of an ancient live oak, had been posted by order of Judge Kendrick Clayton, who also happened to be his uncle. The idea for the signs had been Keith’s; he knew that the public prohibition would only enhance the attraction of the place. ”We didn’t see it!” the brunette cried, swiveling back to him. ”We didn’t know! We just heard about this place a couple of days ago!” She continued to protest while struggling with the towel; the others were too terrified to do much of anything except try to wiggle back into their bikini bottoms. ”It’s the first time we’ve ever been here!” It came out like a whine, making her sound like a spoiled sorority sister. Which all of them probably were. They had that look. ”Did you know that public nudity is a misdemeanor in this county?” He saw their young faces grow even more pale, knowing they were imagining this little transgression on their record. Fun to watch, but he reminded himself not to let it go too far. ”What’s your name?” ”Amy.” The brunette swallowed. ”Amy White.” ”Where are you from?” ”Chapel Hill. But I’m from Charlotte originally.” ”I see some alcohol there. Are y’all twenty-one?” For the first time, the others answered as well. ”Yes, sir.” ”Okay, Amy. I’ll tell you what I’m going to do. I’m going to take you at your word that you didn’t see the sign and that you’re of legal age to drink, so I’m not going to make a big deal out of this. I’ll pretend I wasn’t even here. As long as you promise not to tell my boss that I let you three off the hook.” They weren’t sure whether to believe him. ”Really?” ”Really,” he said. ”I was in college once, too.” He hadn’t been, but he knew it sounded good. ”And you might want to put your clothes on. You never know—there might be people lurking around.” He flashed a smile. ”Make sure you clean up all the cans, okay?” ”Yes, sir.” ”I appreciate it.” He turned to leave. ”That’s it?” Turning around, he flashed his smile again. ”That’s it. Y’all take care now.” Clayton pushed through the underbrush, ducking beneath the occasional branch on the way back to his cruiser, thinking he’d handled that well. Very well indeed. Amy had actually smiled at him, and as he’d turned away, he’d toyed with the idea of doubling back and asking her for her phone number. No, he decided, it was probably better to simply leave good enough alone. More than likely they’d go back and tell their friends that even though they’d been caught by the sheriff, nothing had happened to them. Word would get around that the deputies around here were cool. Still, as he wove through the woods, he hoped the pictures came out. 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