Fugitive by Phillip Margolin

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The absence of his limousine and the soldier’s insolence were proof beyond a reasonable doubt that Baptiste knew he was Bernadette’s lover. The last time he’d been this frightened was twelve years ago, on the evening he’d fled from the parking lot of the Westmont Country Club after the congressman was shot.

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