The Black Stone Ciph

Back home after a walk, Lynch saw his girlfriend cooking. He shook his head apologetically.,Her girlfriend carried a slightly warped frying pan to the wobbly, chipped wooden table and placed a fried egg on top of some minced meat. Then she sat down.,Every person standing in Lynch's position now would have a sense of ambition and grandeur, because most of them can grasp the pulse of the future.。