Roadside Crosses: A Kathryn Dance Novel

Roadside Crosses: A Kathryn Dance Novel

Jeffery Deaver

Language: English

Pages: 576

ISBN: 1416550003

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

"Astonishing" (New York Times Book Review) suspense master Jeffery Deaver brings back investigative agent Kathryn Dance (The Sleeping Doll) in a timely and chilling bestseller.

Roadside crosses are appearing along the highways of the Monterey Peninsula, not as memorials to past accidents but as markers for fatalities yet to come . . . and someone, armed with information gleaned from careless and all-too-personal blog postings, intends to carry out those killings. Kathryn Dance and her C.B.I. team know when the attacks will take place, but who will be the victims? Her body language expertise leads her to a recent fatal car crash, and to the driver, Travis Brigham, a gaming-obsessed teen who’s become the target of vicious cyberbullies. And when Travis disappears, Kathryn must lead a furious manhunt in the elusive world of bloggers and social networking, where nothing is as it seems. . . .

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That’s very helpful. Next time you’re being attacked by a mountain lion, Thom, how would you feel if the park ranger shot really close to it? As opposed to, oh, say, actually hitting it?” “Aren’t mountain lions endangered?” Thom asked, not even bothering with an ironic inflection. He was impervious to Rhyme’s edge. He’d worked for the forensic detective for years, longer than many married couples had been together. And the aide was as seasoned as the toughest spouse. “Ha. Very funny.

Kelley forced herself to turn around and risk a peek out the window. She saw gray sky above green and brown plants and rocks and sand. Nobody. And no-thing. Forget about it. The girl, physique slim and brunette hair dense, would be a senior in high school next fall. She had a driver’s license. She’d surfed Maverick Beach. She was going skydiving on her eighteenth birthday with her boyfriend. No, Kelley Morgan didn’t spook easily. But she had one intense fear. Windows. The terror was from

everybody’s [deleted]. He is totally gay, somebody told me that. Reply to Chilton, posted by CurlyJen. Me and my friends were talking and last week somebody saw [the driver] on Lighthouse doing donuts in a car he stole from his grandmother without permission. He was trying to get [deleted] to show her thong. (like she’d care, LOL!!!). And when she ignored him he started wacking off right in front of her, right there on Lighthouse at the same time he was driving. he definitely was doing the

Brigham, “A serious crime was committed. We need to talk to everyone who might be involved. And your son is involved. Can you confirm he was at the Game Shed last night?” “I was out. But that’s none of your business. And listen up, my boy didn’t have nothing to do with any attacks. You staying’s trespassing, isn’t it?” He lifted a bushy eyebrow as he lit a cigarette, waved the match out and dropped it accurately into the ashtray. “And you,” he snapped to Travis. “You’re going to be late for

separate drive. I thought you’d want to see it.” “You bet.” Dance had a thought. “You have plans tonight?” “No, I’ve put my cat burglary plans on hold while I’m helping you guys.” “Bring the computer over to my house. I’m having my mother and father and a few friends over for dinner.” “Well, sure.” She gave him the address and a time. They disconnected. As Dance stood beside her car in the hospital parking lot she noticed several aides and nurses leaving for the day. They were staring at

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