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or paintings, nothing else
but a few pieces of twisted sculpture desposited like shrapnel to break the vast emptiness of the
room.
May I help you?” The receptionist gave me a practiced smile from the depths of her station.
Before I could responda door indistinguishable from the dark walls silently opened and Mark was
taking my suit bag and ushering me inside a longwide hallway. We passed doorway after doorway
opening onto spacious offices with plate-glass windows offering a gray vista of Manhattan. I didn't
see a soul. I supposed everybody was at lunch.
Who in God's name designed your lobby?” I whispered.
The person we're going to see Mark said.
Sparacino's office was twice the size of the others I had passed [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], his desk a beautiful block of ebony
scattered with polished gemstone paperweights and surrounded by walls of books. No less
intimidating than he had seemed last night [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], this lawyer to luminaries and the literati was dressed in
what looked like an expensive John Gotti suit [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the handkerchief in his breast pocket offering a
contrasting touch of bloodred. He did not budge from his casual repose when we walked in and
hyilai:
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