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Chapter 33
Chapter 33Knowing no one in town, Steve Foster made his way to the motel he found in a tourist brochure of Bundaberg—the Coral Villa on Takalvan Street. If he hadn’t been able to ferret out any information on Mrs. Harsinai in her flat in Melbourne, it wasn’t going to be the case up here. He knew her house was empty and he would be able to go through her personal papers at leisure until he found what he was looking for—her current location. In reality, Steve was not up to the task of confronting a seasoned killer the likes of Samuel anytime soon. He wanted a bargaining chip, and Mrs. Harsinai was the perfect one. Besides, he knew Talya wouldn’t be found that easily. But if he could get to the Harsinai woman in the next couple of days, he could certainly draw her out of her hiding place. He
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