Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welcher Beziehung standen sie zu mir? Welches Museum möchte nicht e...n Originaldokument aus dem 19. Jahrhundert besitzen, und warum könnte ein Tagebuch „weder zur Ausstellung noch zum Studium geeignet sein“?Der beste Ort, um diese Fragen zu beantworte, schien das in Leder gebundene Buch zu sein, das auf meinem Tisch lag, und ich löste mit ziemlicher Aufregung und Neugierde die Riemen und öffnete den Band.Ich war. ?You’re hurting me!?He kissed her passionately on the mouth, then let her drop back down.?Yeah. I’m definitely going to hurt you.? He wrapped his hands around her throat and clamped down. Her eyes got wide as saucers as she realized just how much trouble she was really in. Within seconds she began to make soft choking sounds. She tried to lower her chin to block Mark away from her throat, but it was too late, he already had a firm grip. She tried to knee him but the angle was no good, and she. We walked into the kitchen, and I started picking up the groceries from earlier, stuffing them into the little cabinets in my tiny kitchenette. I told her to have a seat, and started pulling out things for dinner. I cooked us two little steaks and some mixed veggies. She slid around the kitchenette, tidying things up, setting out plates and utensils, and giving the table a homey feel. A few times as we both moved around we brushed up against each other, or outright bumped into each other, and. A careful check of the man’s carotid artery confirmed that he was dead. As Matti looked closer, he could see that there was a large wound in the center of the man’s chest. The cause wasn’t immediately obvious, so Matti got up to check out the plane, and to see if there was a passenger that needed his attention.The door closest to the dead man on the ground was hanging open, held on by one hinge. The man was quite obviously the pilot, and almost for sure the only occupant, as the passenger seat.