The Fool's Run [antikvár]

ProliagueIT WAS HARD work, which he hadn't expected.The thief removed each leaf from the blueprint book, squatted and centered it between tape markers on the rug. When it was in place, he stood up, squinted through the camera's viewfinder, and tripped the shutter. Then he did it again, ninety-four times, a long half hour of deep knee bends.As he worked, he talked to himself: "Ooo, that's got it, Danny Awright, motherfucker Let's move this sucker a leetle bit this way "When he finished, he was sweating. He turned off the photo-flood and lit a cigarette.The thief was tall and sandy haired, with a long English face, beaked nose, and china-blue eyes. His ruffled-front shirt was buttoned and cuffed with onyx studs. He wore tuxedo trousers, a black cummerbund, and patent leather shoes. A tuxedo jacket was folded over the back of a visitor's chair.