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A vengeful woman who aches for her place in paradise...
In Iraq an aid worker who lost her husband and child in a brutal attack saves the life of an American contractor. Believing he can help her avenge her family's deaths, she follows him back home to the United States.
An anguished mother desperate to find her child...
In California a soccer mom arrives to pick up her son from school, only to discover that her husband has taken their child and vanished without a trace.
A detective who needs to redeem himself...
In the Rocky Mountains an off-duty cop rescues a little girl from a raging river moments before she utters her final words in his arms. Haunted by failure, he launches an investigation that leads him to a Montana school where time is ticking down on an event that will rewrite history....
Three strangers entangled in a plot to change the world in only six seconds....
story, or a book deal. Until then, he was always borrowing money from us to pay the bills, always struggling, worrying about Anita and the kids. About six months ago, he took out extra life insurance so Anita and the kids would be okay, if anything happened to him.” “Really? How much?” “I think he said it was two hundred and fifty thousand.” “Means more premiums. How did he pay for this trip?” “I loaned him the money for this trip. He told me they really needed to get away. He found a cheap
Metropolitan Police Department. Miki would know what to do, Setsuko thought, rereading the terrible story about that poor young family from the United States. At her desk at the headquarters of the Keishicho, in the Kasumigaseki part of central Tokyo, Miki Uchida studied the material her mother had sent her. She agreed with her mother. The man in the background was the missing American. Miki glanced at her boss’s office. He’d gone home for the day. Early the next morning, as soon as he
tragedy. In this restaurant. In your section. On the day you were working. Now, please think hard.” Carmen steepled her fingers and touched them to her lips. “What’s the problem?” Graham asked. “I need to extend my visa.” “What’s that got to do with this?” “I need to keep sending money home to help my sister in Barcelona. Her house burned down. I’m afraid that if my records show I’ve been involved with police—” “Hold on. Look, I can’t do anything about your visa. But things might go
have been classified as accidental and the case is cleared. I don’t think we’ve got much to discuss.” “Really?” Walker put his files down. His dark eyes drilled into Graham. “Over the years Ray Tarver would come to me,” Walker said. “He went to a lot of people in the intelligence community. He’d call, he’d want to meet in some dive. He’d claim he had sources who’d fed him intel on grand conspiracies. “He’d say, I think this is going to happen or that will take place. But when it came to
screen and entered. Knowing he could be taken for an intruder, he identified himself as he proceeded, his senses heightened. The first room he entered was a living room with no one present. Adjoining it was the kitchen. Graham scanned everything quickly; the kitchen table was clear, clean. So was the counter. He glimpsed letters, bills, all addressed to Burt Russell. Graham passed the empty living room, a desk, a laptop, the TV—the source of the voices. Live news coverage of the papal visit.