hemmer

Hemmer gave a little start and put down his coffee.

I did not realize they would come back,' Hemmer said simply.

Hemmer went into the kitchen and began to make coffee.

By the break, Hemmer had 12 points, 8 rebounds and 1 steal.

Hemmer opened his mouth to voice a useless question, then closed it again.

I will not help to hide him,' Hemmer said stubbornly.

Hemmer stood up, his big hands opening and shutting nervously.

Hemmer was not a world-famous sculptor, though he might yet become one.

Modesty came past Hemmer, bent down and put her hands under the man's shoulders.

Hemmer got to his feet, feeling sudden unease as the door closed behind them.

He wore a sweater and a warm jacket provided by Hemmer.

She straightened up, went to the door, beckoned Hemmer out and switched off the light.

Hemmer pushed a hand slowly through his hair and shook his head.

She had barely turned her head and sighted them when Hemmer let out an explosive oath.

Hemmer dropped his hands from his eyes and drew in a deep breath.

Alex Hemmer stood up and moved to the bedside.

Now Hemmer saw that the knife had been reversed and was held by the hilt.

She looked at the carving, then at Hemmer, and grinned suddenly.

He hit Hemmer across the face with sudden ferocity.

Hemmer looked at the automatic which now rested in a little holster on her belt.

Hemmer put down the coffee pot and the mugs.

In the time of waiting, Alex Hemmer found much to occupy his thoughts.

I want a statue that looks like her, Mr Hemmer.

Hemmer stood looking down at him, feeling a muddled blend of compassion and anger.

Willie took the cord from Hemmer and knelt over the thin-nosed man.