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By James Patterson

The good

New York's Lombardo's Steak home is well-known for 3 reasons--the menu, the consumers, and now, the grotesque homicide of an notorious mob legal professional. without difficulty, the murderer slips throughout the police's hands, and his absence sparks a blaze of accusations approximately who ordered the hit.

The bad

Seated at a close-by desk, reporter Nick Daniels is accomplishing a once-in-a-lifetime interview with a mythical baseball bad-boy. within the chaos, he by accident captures a key piece of proof that lands him in the course of an all-out struggle among Italian and Russian mafia forces. NYPD captains, district legal professionals, mayoral applicants, media kingpins, and one shockingly attractive journal editor are all pushing their very own agendas--on each side of the law.

And the dead

Back off--or die--is the transparent message Nick gets as he investigates for a narrative of his own. Heedless, and maybe in love together with his appealing editor, Nick endures humiliation, threats, violence, and worse in a mystery that overturns each expectation and finishes with the type of flourish merely James Patterson is familiar with.

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I didn’t hassle to appear over correct away—or even open my eyes. yet as she walked towards me my ears perked up. This wasn’t the sound of sentimental rubber soles. i used to be listening to heels—heavy ones. those sneakers belonged to a guy. What guy used to be that? My eyes shot open. “Hello, Nick,” stated Ian LaGrange. speedy as can be, he grabbed the twine of my name button and sliced via it with a knife. Then he jammed the end of the knife beneath my chin. i may think the blade pierce my flesh adequate to ship blood trickling down over my Adam’s apple. “What do you need? ” “You recognize what i need, Nick. since you have it. Where’s the flash force? ” Jesus Christ. within the chaos, the confusion, and the Vicodin, I’d forgotten approximately that. truly, LaGrange hadn’t. yet how did he even realize it existed? And what used to be with the knife at my throat? “What are you speaking approximately? ” I requested him. “What flash force? ” “You silly bastard, don’t even try,” he snapped. “I comprehend you had it. ” LaGrange twisted the top of the blade a little bit. extra blood began working down my neck. Vicodin or no Vicodin, it damage to get caught within the throat. “You’re correct, I did have the flash drive,” I acknowledged. “D’zorio took it clear of me sooner than I obtained an opportunity to work out what was once on it. I don’t have it anymore. ” LaGrange squinted, sizing me up. He used to be attempting to come to a decision if i used to be telling the reality. and that i wager he determined that i used to be. “In that case, what sturdy are you? ” he requested, snatching the pillow from at the back of my head. The pillow? You’re kidding me… He wasn’t—not one bit. He slammed it over my face, forcing the large weight of his top physique opposed to my nostril and mouth. I couldn’t breathe. That used to be the assumption, in fact. The extra I struggled, the tougher LaGrange pressed, all 300 kilos of the bastard. No air was once coming in. no matter what was once left in my lungs used to be spilling out of me like existence itself. i used to be wasting cognizance in a rush. there has been not anything i may do that time; i used to be certainly suffocating to loss of life. I didn’t see what occurred subsequent, yet I convinced heard it. anyone got here bursting in the course of the door of my room. now not a note used to be spoken, yet a gunshot used to be fired. Ian LaGrange fell to the floor with a horrendous thud. He even took the pillow with him, and as I blinked my eyes into concentration and breathed the sweetest batch of air I’d ever identified, I obtained to determine who had pulled the set off. no longer the cop who were stationed open air the door. no longer Doug Keller of the FBI, both. bankruptcy a hundred and five “THIS man might be outfitted for a cape! ” raved the hot York submit. David Sorren’s timing remained almost about excellent days later as he walked as much as a podium at the best step of the long island legal Courthouse and, with the daylight of a pretty day beaming down on him, seemed out at an important, enthusiastic crowd and introduced his candidacy for mayor of latest York. by way of then, a person with a pulse had both learn or heard the tale of ways he had get back to my sanatorium room simply because he’d forgotten his jacket. That’s while he’d noticeable the cop on accountability slumped within the hallway. Sorren had grabbed the gun from the cop’s holster, bursting into my room.

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