The Killing Game: An Eve Duncan Forensics Thriller
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A merciless killer on the hunt...an innocent child in his sights...a woman driven to the edge to stop him...
The killer knows Eve Duncan all too well. He knows the pain she feels for her murdered daughter, Bonnie, whose body has never been found. He knows that as one of the nation's top forensic sculptors she'll insist on identifying the nine skeletons unearthed on a bluff near Georgia's Talladega Falls. He knows she won't be able to resist the temptation of believing that one of those skeletons might be her daughter's. But that is only the beginning of the killer's sadistic game. He wants Eve one on one, and he'll use his ace in the hole to make sure she complies. And he won't stop playing until he claims the prize he wants most: Eve's life.
pick it up tomorrow morning, and bring the skull with me in the afternoon. If there's any change of plan, I'll call you.” He moved toward the door. “In the meantime, try to get some sleep. You didn't doze more than an hour on the flight over.” “Okay.” She added deliberately, “But first I'm going to call Logan and tell him we've arrived safely.” “He won't expect it.” “But he'll appreciate it. I'm not going to shut him out of my life just because we're not together anymore. He deserves more than
When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree. He was never fragmented, but night did make him feel calm and strong. Soon the calmness would be gone, but the strength would sing through him like a thousand-voice choir. Choir. He smiled as he realized how one thought led to another. He straightened in the driver's seat. She was coming out of the house. He
he'd made his feelings more than clear lately. “I was expecting you.” Joe patted the ground beside him. “Sit down.” “Well, I didn't expect to be here.” She sat down and linked her arms around her knees. “I told you he wasn't coming.” “But you couldn't let me run the risk alone.” “You're my friend . . . sometimes.” “All the time. You shouldn't have come here by yourself.” “I'm never by myself. One of the security men followed me.” “Which is the only reason I feel the slightest gratitude to
It had struck a truthful note. My God, had she been pulling away from Logan, distancing herself? When had it started? Joe had come back into her life and turned everything upside down. “Logan's done everything he could to make things easier for me, and yet he didn't interfere. Not like some people I know.” “That's his mistake. He always took the slow, civilized approach where you were concerned.” “The intelligent approach.” Joe just smiled. She wanted to slap him. “Sorry. Actually, I'm
it,” Eve said. “You'll call me?” “I'll call you, Eve,” Charlie said. “I'll go with Mr. Sung and help.” “I don't need your help.” Sung gave Charlie a cool glance. “The government is too much into our business as it is. FBI, CIA, IRS. Now you come in here and try to pressure me.” “Hey, man, I'm only doing my job.” “Yeah, sure,” Sung said as he sat down at the bench. “I've heard that before. It's always followed by the crack of the whip.” “Perhaps I could go with you instead.” Mark Grunard