Odd Interlude #1

Odd Interlude #1

Dean Koontz

Language: English

Pages: 54

ISBN: 2:00079850

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Odd Interlude #1

Dean Koontz

Language: English

Pages: 54

ISBN: 2:00079850

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


The first part of a spine-tingling 3-part Odd Thomas novella, exclusively in ebook. Includes a preview of the next thrilling novel in Dean Koontz’s acclaimed Odd Thomas series: Odd Apocalypse. Small-town guy meets big-time evil…

YOU CHECK IN ANY TIME YOU LIKE, BUT YOU CAN NEVER LEAVE…

Nestled on a lonely stretch along the Pacific coast, quaint roadside outpost Harmony Corner offers everything a weary traveller needs – a cosy diner, a handy service station, a cluster of motel rooms . . . and the Harmony family homestead presiding over it all.

But when Odd Thomas and Annamaria stop to spend the night there, they discover that there’s more to this secluded haven than meets the eye – and that between life and death, there is something more frightening than either.

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BOOKS and the rooster colophon are registered trademarks of Random House, Inc. eISBN: 978-0-345-53658-7 Cover design: Scott Biel Cover image: Florene Caplain www.bantamdell.com v3.1 Contents Cover Title Page Copyright Part One: South of Moonlight Bay Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Other Books by This Author About the Author Excerpt from Odd Apocalypse PART ONE SOUTH OF MOONLIGHT BAY Oh! They’re

more disturbing than any previous dark place I have known. Step by step, my nerves become more raw, abraded by the silken darkness, pinched by the silence, and what flutters in my stomach also creeps up and down my spine. Halting, holding fast to the girl’s hand, I ask, “Where are we going?” She whispers, “Shhhh. Voices carry in the pipe. If they listen at the outlet, maybe they’ll hear. Besides, I’m counting steps, so don’t confuse me.” I glance back, but the moonless night is still awaiting

time-hardened residue of decomposing tissues mars the floor under it. Where did the bodily fluids go, the dissolving and putrefying fats? “I’ve been studying old Orc for a few months,” the girl says. “Studying him?” “I can learn something from him. Something that’ll help us. I’m sure I can.” “But … studying him here alone?” No more than six feet from the body are a few folded, quilted blue moving blankets that Jolie has apparently provided for her comfort. She sits on one and folds her legs

Beach, fearing pursuit, I had driven the Mercedes that my friend Hutch Hutchison lent me. After several miles, when the memories of recent violence overwhelmed me, I stopped along the side of the road and changed places with Annamaria. Now, behind the wheel, by way of consolation, she says, “Life is hard, young man, but it was not always so.” I have known her less than twenty-four hours. And the longer I know her, the more she mystifies me. She is perhaps eighteen, almost four years younger

looks at Boo. Boo looks at me. “Ma’am, you asked if I would die for you, and I said yes.” “That was very sweet of you. But you’re not going to have to die for me tonight. Don’t be in such a hurry.” I once thought Pico Mundo had more than its share of eccentric folks. Having traveled some, I now know eccentricity is the universal trait of humanity. “Ma’am, it might be dangerous to sleep.” “Then I won’t sleep.” “Should I get you some black coffee from the diner?” “Why?” “To help you stay

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