Lincoln Rhyme:
Pull up a chair. I want you to tell me everything you know about the crime scene.
Amelia:
Basically, you saw my report.
Lincoln Rhyme:
I read your report. I wanna know what you felt. What you feel... in the deepest recesses of your senses.
Amelia:
You are in love with the sound of your own voice, aren't you?
Lincoln Rhyme:
No, it's your voice I yearn to hear. Pull up a chair. I won't bite you.
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 07:34

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