Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 5) Mean Gene W24
"he's not from montreal either?" "not even close. we recruited him in lafayette." for the first time she looked up and our eyes locked. "i'm sorry, daniel. but i didn't know if we were on the same team." "you knew i was already on a case," i fumed.
S under D[Arc 4: Exile] Chapter 1
Scratch montreal was called in earlier this week, i also arranged for galeo montague and nasoen mills to join us they arrived a few hours ago.
Some Goalies Need Extra Padding: Chapter 2
We were both chemistry majors, both spent our 18th birthdays in montreal, and he'd started playing hockey as a defenseman like me, until a back injury led him to find working the net more comfortable.
An Improbable Encounter
Being in val-d'or now wasn't like if he landed at montreal's airport; the temperature practically equalized what it was in the ''big north'' and snowdrops were as important.
Mathematic Inspiration
Finally, he said, his voice just above a whisper, "i haven't... fucked... since i was in montreal." joshua's jaw dropped, and he stared in open horror. his paws were shaking on his mug of tea, and he forced himself to put it down on the table.
Chapter 4: Christmas Eve
Jun himself had come from montreal, a city in the province of quebec, 8-9 hours away from me. "that was nice. it has been so long since i have seen any of them, or you for that matter." jun said, and wagged his tail furiously.
Training Day
Rogziel was a 12-year-old boy who grew in the suburb of brossard outside of the big city lights of montreal. it was especially a quiet and quaint location because while it was busy in some parts of the town, other parts were rather quiet.
Rogue Sword - Ch 8: Mist is Found on All Mountains
I'd like to go report this to my embassy and our head office in montreal. afterward i'll come back here and wait until the police are finished with foxy.
Cougar Bar
It was supposed to have the cheapest beer, the loudest music, and the loosest females this side of montreal, but none of the guys in the barn had ever been there. it had a bad reputation, but no one could quite say why.
[Conscious of a King]: Mutineer Without Reason
As he walked down the street outside of the montreal born rental studio, having no car to drive him home, he spent his traveling time with his head turned towards the
The Interpol Files: Ice-Cold Betrayal
It was pierre loup-garou, the montreal mob boss. ? "hey deadeye, you son of a bitch!" he screamed, clawing at the clear, transparent door of his cell. "thanks to you, i'm here! before, i was at the shu!
Shadowfox Null 03
"cheshire's taking a bus to montreal." "montreal," firefox repeated. "that's ... what? how much round trip? can she afford it?" "two hundred eighteen," technofox said. "and no, probably not."