By James Patterson
Detective Alex move is back-and he is in love. yet his happiness is threatened by way of a sequence of chilling murders in Washington, D.C., murders with a trend so twisted they depart investigators reeling. Cross's pursuit of the killer produces a suspect, a British diplomat named Geoffrey Shafer. yet proving he is the assassin turns into a very likely lethal activity. As Shafer engages in a super sequence of unusual countermoves, Alex and his fiancee develop into hopelessly entangled with the main memorable nemesis go has ever confronted.
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By the way, I’m Death. qxd 3/29/00 4:37 PM Page 33 Chapter M 7 ONDAY MORNINGS I usually work the soup kitchen at St. Anthony’s in Southeast, where I’ve been a volunteer for the past half-dozen years. I do the seven-to-nine shift, three days a week. That morning I felt restless and uneasy. I was still getting over the Mr. Smith case, which had taken me all over the East Coast and to Europe. Maybe I needed a real vacation, a holiday far away from Washington. I watched the usual lineup of men, women, and children who had no money for food.
Remembrance of things past, right? ” And so had Shafer — until he discovered the game of games. Then he saw her — a perfect brown goddess standing right there before him, as if someone had just given him a wonderful present. She was walking by herself, about a block from E Street, moving fast, purposefully. s He loved the way she moved, the swivel of her long legs, the exactness of her carriage. As he came up behind her, she began looking around, checking the street. Looking for a taxi? Could it be?
The rats had been at her, I could see, but the killer had done much worse damage. It looked to me as if Nina had been beaten to death, with punches and possibly kicks. She might have been struck a hundred times or more. I had rarely seen anyone given this much punishment. Why did it have to happen? She was only thirty-one years old, a mother of two, kind, talented, dedicated to her work at St. Anthony’s. There was a sudden noise, like a rifleshot, in the building. It reverberated right through the basement walls.