Il est temps de planter la tente, la tempête va bientôt faire rage. Un refuge devrait se situer à trois kilomètres de ta position mais tu ne veux ...as risquer qu’il soit fermé et que tu te retrouves piégé par la tempête. Et pourtant tu gardes en tête ce refuge… quel meilleur endroit pour trouver une jolie demoiselle avec qui partager ta randonnée ?Tu médites cette pensée tandis que tu ouvres ton sac pour installer ta tente canadienne. Tu aimes beaucoup ta tente : comme un long triangle, elle. The tires were new, top-of-the-line Michelins, gleaming with Armor All. I looked closer. They were V rated, good for 149 miles per hour, easily twice what the car would do, considering the state of the engine. I opened the driver’s door. The interior was spotless. It had been carefully detailed. A Ziploc bag on the passenger seat contained a bunch of loose change and a thumb drive that I’d lost the previous summer. I climbed in and turned the key. The little car started instantly and ran so. Most of the time, Melissa imagined the light being there but sometimes it was a real bonus to have the curtains open and bright sunshine falling on the subject.Most of the time the studio would be full of conversations and giggles and other times deathly quiet. Matt often wondered what went on in there during those times but he never interrupted them. That quiet time consisted of Melissa staring intently at Jenny’s body, in a professional and unprofessional manner. Thoughts of her time in. In the top dresser draw he found a gun belt, a holster and a Colt Frontier Single Action pistol chambered in the same .44-40 as the Winchester. The wear marks on the holster and gun showed they were working tools and not just for show. In the other drawers he found a few pairs of whip cord work pants, two pair of denim overalls, and three shirts. The clothes looked to be his size or close to it. Under the work pants he found a leather drawstring bag that held 30 Double Eagle gold coins. There.