Clive Cussler Quote

Finally, slowly, like a newly lighted oil lamp gathering kerosene up into its wick, Wally’s face began to glow. He turned to Mack Fulton. Mack, you know what’s on my mind?

Clive Cussler

Finally, slowly, like a newly lighted oil lamp gathering kerosene up into its wick, Wally’s face began to glow. He turned to Mack Fulton. Mack, you know what’s on my mind?

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