أدب الجريمة
Slowly I turned to face the hall and the doorway. I waited in an agony of suspense. The great house was as silent as an empty grave, with the pulse of time beating eternally against it; tick, tock; tick, tock; tick, tock…
Gradually I relaxed and let my hand drop, until—I shrieked and turned-and raised my hand dripping with blood. I stared at it like a maniac, and then at the thing it had touched…
© 2018 Wildside Press (كتاب ): 9781479417711
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أدب الجريمة
Slowly I turned to face the hall and the doorway. I waited in an agony of suspense. The great house was as silent as an empty grave, with the pulse of time beating eternally against it; tick, tock; tick, tock; tick, tock…
Gradually I relaxed and let my hand drop, until—I shrieked and turned-and raised my hand dripping with blood. I stared at it like a maniac, and then at the thing it had touched…
© 2018 Wildside Press (كتاب ): 9781479417711
تاريخ الإصدار
كتاب : ٣١ مايو ٢٠١٨
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