Coffin Dancer Header

Coffin Dancer Header

Jeffery Deaver

Language: English

Pages: 238

ISBN: B01K2DMNUE

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Coffin Dancer Header

Jeffery Deaver

Language: English

Pages: 238

ISBN: B01K2DMNUE

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Coffin Dancer Header

Gently Where the Roads Go (Inspector George Gently, Book 10)

The Diva Cooks a Goose (Domestic Diva Mystery, Book 4)

The Marco Effect (Department Q Series, Book 5)

Strega (Burke Series, Book 2)

Death in the Fifth Position

The Murder of Roger Ackroyd (Hercule Poirot, Book 4)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

looked out the windshield. She watched his craggy face blossom in surprise as they stared into the maw of the sunset. Bell whistled. “Well, now. Lookit that… Say, that was a real rush, takeoff.” “She’s a sweet bird. You ever hear of Brooke Knapp?” “Don’t believe so.” “Businesswoman in California. Set an around-the-world speed record in a Lear thirty-five A-what we’re in right now. Took her a hair over fifty hours. I’m going to break that someday.” “I don’t doubt you are.” Calmer now. Eyes on

Yes, sir. He vanished into a stand of brush and crawled back toward the town house, finding a good nest on a stony ledge under a budding lilac tree. He opened the case. The car containing Jodie, now going south, screeched up to the town house. Standard evasive practice, Stephen recognized-it had made an abrupt U-turn in heavy traffic and sped back here. He was watching the two cops climb out of the sedan, look around, and escort a very scared Jodie along the sidewalk. Stephen flipped the

pump next to the station house.” “Gas pump? For the RMPs?” Radio mobile patrols-squad cars. “Right.” “They follow him?” “Tried. But he vanished ’fore they got close.” Rhyme was aware of Sachs’s discreetly fixing the top button of her blouse… He had to have a talk with her about what had happened. He had to make her understand. But considering what Sellitto was now saying, it would have to wait. “Gets better. Half hour ago, we got a report of a truck hijacking. Rollins Distributing. Upper

response would be. He wouldn’t have been surprised if she’d quit cold and walked out the door. But he saw in her still, beautiful face that she was feeling exactly what he was: ironically, relief that the Dancer had intervened to change the disastrous course of their evening. Finally, finally, some of the luck Rhyme had hoped for. An hour later Amelia Sachs was back. She held up a plastic bag containing a pair of wire cutters. “Found them near the chain-link. The guard must’ve surprised the

autopilot. Completely safe isn’t a concept I’m familiar with.” “Then you’ll do it.” But Percey hadn’t answered right away. She’d scrutinized him for a moment. “There’s more to this, isn’t there?” “More?” Rhyme had asked, but the innocence in his voice had been a thin patina. “I read the Times Metro section. You cops don’t go all out like this for just any murder. What’d Hansen do? He killed a couple of soldiers, and my husband, but you’re after him like he’s Al Capone.” “I don’t give a damn

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