I, Michael Bennett
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Detective Michael Bennett arrests an infamous Mexican crime lord in a deadly chase that leaves Bennett's lifelong friend Hughie McDonough dead. From jail, the prisoner vows to rain epic violence down upon New York City-and to get revenge on Michael Bennett.
To escape the chaos, Bennett takes his ten kids and their beautiful nanny, Mary Catherine, on a much-needed vacation to his family's cabin near Newburgh, New York. But instead of the calm and happy town he remembers from growing up, they step into a nightmare worse than they could have ever imagined. Newburgh is an inferno of warring gangs, and there's little the police-or Bennett-can do to keep the children safe.
Target: Michael Bennett
As violence overwhelms the state, Bennett is torn between protecting his hometown and saving New York City. A partner in his investigations, federal prosecutor Tara McLellan, brings him new weapons for the battle-and an attraction that endangers his relationship with Mary Catherine. A no-holds-barred, pedal-to-the-floor, action-packed novel, I, Michael Bennett is James Patterson at his most personal and most thrilling best.
growled, my knuckles whitening around the grip of my gun. “See, those kids who got shot, they were my kids. I’m not a cop here. I’m a father. Now you tell me right now which one of you red-rag-wearing jackasses shot my kids or by tomorrow morning, your girlfriends and mommas are going to be laying out so many damn memorial candles on this corner it’s going to be lit up like Times Square.” That’s when I heard it. It was the high squeal of tires behind me. For a second, I panicked, thinking my
bank building next to their bodies. DOS POR DíA HASTA QUE SE LIBERA! Two a day until he is released. LIBERTAD! LIBERTAD! FREE MANUEL PERRINE! CHAPTER 83 AFTER THE TRIAL, I went straight out to Woodside, Queens, on the number 7 train to look for Mary Catherine. Seamus had called and left a message to say that Mary Catherine had called the lake house. It was a cryptic call. She needed to spend some time with friends now, she said, and would call back in a few days. I remembered
I’d briefly thought about putting a Kevlar vest underneath it, but then gave it a thumbs-down. Perrine was hiring highly trained mercenaries now. If they got a bead on me, they wouldn’t waste their time killing me with a torso shot but would do it properly, putting a high-velocity bullet or two directly into my head. Besides, the bulky vest would have ruined the tailored line of my jacket, I thought as I headed across the plaza toward the courthouse steps. Perrine wasn’t the only one who liked
us. We can’t go home. It’s too dangerous.” “We’re leaving New York?” Seamus said. He seemed flabbergasted. “At least for now,” I said. “But all our friends. Our lives,” Brian said. “How can this be happening?” My sentiments exactly, I thought as I let out a breath. This sucked, and it was about to get worse. I didn’t even tell them we might have to change our names. CHAPTER 108 THE WITNESS PROTECTION TEAM arrived at four in the morning. Four more FBI agents and about a dozen U.S.
nuzzle her face into Dominick’s mane, giving him an apologetic, deferential lick as she passes. Mosa cleans the dusty pads of her huge paws as the large cats lie together under the blaring-blue California sky. If there is any indication this morning of something being amiss, it isn’t in what the lions are doing, but in what they aren’t. For lions as for other social mammals, vocalizations play a major role in communication. Lions make sounds to mediate sexual competition, to compete in