Now available in a tall Premium Edition, Baldacci's instant #1 "New York Times" bestseller brings back Oliver Stone and his Camel Club as they try to save the life of a beautiful con-artist, implicate a shady casino king, and solve a string of murders of D.C. political staffers.
An FBI agent in the Hostage and Rescue Team becomes the only survivor of a particularly brutal ambush of his squad. An investigation takes place to discover why he - and no-one else - was spared.
A man accused of burglary seems innocent . . . but in this #1 New York Times bestseller, two ex-Secret Service agents quickly learn that nothing is more dangerous than the truth. A woman is found murdered in the woods. It seems like a simple case, but soon escalates into a terrible nightmare. Someone is replicating the killing styles of the most infamous murderers of all time. No one knows this criminal's motives--or who will die next. Two ex-Secret Service agents, Sean King and Michelle Maxwell, have been hired to defend a man's innocence in a burglary involving an aristocratic family. Then a series of secrets leads the partners right into a frantic hunt that is confounding even the FBI. Now King and Maxwell are playing the Hour Game, uncovering one horrifying revelation after another and putting their lives in danger. For the closer they get to the truth, the closer they get to the most shocking surprise of all.
«MÁTAME. SI ALGUNA VEZ HAS SIDO MI AMIGO, MÁTAME». Desde hace tres semanas, Thomas vive en una habitación sin ventanas, de un blanco resplandeciente y siempre iluminada. Sin reloj y sin contacto con nadie, más allá de las tres bandejas de comida que alguien le lleva a diario (aunque a horas distintas, como para desorientarle). Al vigésimo sexto día, la puerta se abre y un hombre le conduce a una sala llena de viejos amigos. —Muy bien, damas y caballeros. Estáis a punto de recuperar todos vuestros recuerdos. Hasta el último de ellos.
The Portobello area of West London has a rich personality - vibrant, brilliant in colour, noisy, with graffiti that approach art, bizarre and splendid. An indefinable edge to it adds a spice of danger. There is nothing safe about Portobello... Eugene Wren inherited an art gallery from his father near an arcade that now sells cashmere, handmade soaps and children's clothes. But he decided to move to a more upmarket site in Kensington Church Street. Eugene was fifty, with prematurely white hair. He was, perhaps, too secretive for his own good. He also had an addictive personality. But he had cut back radically on his alcohol consumption and had given up cigarettes. Which was just as well, considering he was going out with a doctor. For all his good intentions, though, there was something he didn't want her to know about... On a shopping trip one day, Eugene, quite by chance, came across an envelope containing money. He picked it up. For some reason, rather than report the matter to the police, he wrote a note and stuck it up on lamppost near his house: 'Found in Chepstow Villas, a sum of money between eighty and a hundred and sixty pounds. Anyone who has lost such a sum should apply to the phone number below.' This note would link the lives of a number of very different people - each with their obsessions, problems and dreams and despairs. And through it all the hectic life of Portobello would bustle on.
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