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conversations.value: a title for a book about U.S, Jane, Thomas with the genre: Mystery, Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense
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conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'The Second Assassin'
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conversations.value: Give me the first paragraph for this book.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The Second Assassin
  Refreshed, he returned to the bedroom, changed into the clothes he'd laid out and then used the AAA guide to find a nearby garage where he could hire an automobile for the next three or four days. He found one on Gravier Street only a few blocks over from the hotel, which promised to deliver a vehicle to him within the hour.
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conversations.value: Give me four more paragraphs.
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conversations.value: Holland closed his eyes for a moment, thinking hard, finally remembering what it was that Stephen Hayes had said in that lonely windblown cottage on Friar's Hill, overlooking the steel-gray sea. He turned away from the window, went back to his chair and, coughing, lit another cigarette from the butt of the first. He pushed away the mountain of files in front of him, dragged the telephone forward and dialed for directory. They gave him the number he wanted, and ringing off, he dialed again.
  Michael the young chauffeur took Sheila Connelly and Thomas Barry all the way to their hotel off Congress Street, dropped them at the front door and sped away in a cloud of dust. Connelly and Barry went up to their one small room with its sagging bed and small stained carpet.
  She squeezed his hands in hers and looked down at him. "We can have it for a moment, Thomas. No more than that."
  He stood, lifting her with him, taking her into his arms and holding her, but the soft moment and the silence only lasted for an instant. As their mouths touched she began to tear at his clothes and at her own, muttering and crying to herself, eventually pulling him down onto the bed on top of her, her fingers working at the buttons of his fly, then bringing his already stiffening organ into her grip, moaning for him, her thighs parting as she lifted her hips and pulled her plain cotton underpants aside with her free hand, guiding him into her, then letting go of him, her fingers clawing at his back as she thrust upward, impaling herself on him, screaming out his name as the tears rolled down her cheeks, squeezed from her tightly closed eyes, repeating his name like a battle cry with each movement either of them made until there was no sound or movement left except their ragged breathing and the rising and falling of their chests.
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conversations.value: Give me the last five paragraphs.
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conversations.value: Queen Elizabeth, the Queen Mother, once known as Buffy by her husband and John Bone's second target on that day, is still alive as of this writing and still has a definite preference for powder-blue dresses and Pink Betty Prior Roses.
  Contrary to the disclaimers usually provided in novels, the vast majority of the characters and events depicted here are entirely real. The visit of King George VI and Elizabeth, his queen consort, to North America during the late spring and early summer of 1939 has been portrayed in absolutely accurate, minute-by-minute detail, from the clothes they wore and the food they ate to the composition of their security detail. More important, the efforts of Scotland Yard's Special Branch, the FBI and other federal and state agencies to track down and apprehend an Irish assassin intent on killing the king, the queen and Franklin Delano Roosevelt on American soil have been included, much of the information culled from newly declassified State Department and Royal Canadian Mounted Police documents.
  How close that assassin came to achieving his goal has never been described until now, although for many years there have been a number of vague rumors, most of them relating to the involvement of the Irish Republican Army and of one man in particular, Sean Russell, IRA chief of staff at the time. The real conspirators were all Americans and included several senators, a Catholic archbishop, a lawyer who would go on to become head of the Central Intelligence Agency, Roosevelt's own vice president, and a man who, following another assassination, would himself become president of the United States more than twenty years later.
  For the skeptical among you who read this story and say, "Pure fiction," I urge you to telephone M. Georges Colbert of the Hotel Louvre et Paix (DRagone 35.37) in Marseille and ask him to describe what he discovered under the floorboards of room 506 on a July afternoon in 1964 when he was redecorating. He'll be happy to tell you, and for a small fee he'll even send you a postcard.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Add another sentence about Russell, IRA, anything.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Queen Elizabeth, the Queen Mother, once known as Buffy by her husband and John Bone's second target on that day, is still alive as of this writing and still has a definite preference for powder-blue dresses and Pink Betty Prior Roses. 
  Contrary to the disclaimers usually provided in novels, the vast majority of the characters and events depicted here are entirely real. The visit of King George VI and Elizabeth, his queen consort, to North America during the late spring and early summer of 1939 has been portrayed in absolutely accurate, minute-by-minute detail, from the clothes they wore and the food they ate to the composition of their security detail. More important, the efforts of Scotland Yard's Special Branch, the FBI and other federal and state agencies to track down and apprehend an Irish assassin intent on killing the king, the queen and Franklin Delano Roosevelt on American soil have been included, much of the information culled from newly declassified State Department and Royal Canadian Mounted Police documents. 
  How close that assassin came to achieving his goal has never been described until now, although for many years there have been a number of vague rumors, most of them relating to the involvement of the Irish Republican Army and of one man in particular, Sean Russell, IRA chief of staff at the time. 
  In fact, neither Russell nor the IRA had anything at all to do with the plot. The real conspirators were all Americans and included several senators, a Catholic archbishop, a lawyer who would go on to become head of the Central Intelligence Agency, Roosevelt's own vice president, and a man who, following another assassination, would himself become president of the United States more than twenty years later. 
  For the skeptical among you who read this story and say, "Pure fiction," I urge you to telephone M. Georges Colbert of the Hotel Louvre et Paix (DRagone 35. 37) in Marseille and ask him to describe what he discovered under the floorboards of room 506 on a July afternoon in 1964 when he was redecorating. He'll be happy to tell you, and for a small fee he'll even send you a postcard.