By James Patterson, Michael Ledwidge
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The ideal life
A winning legal professional and loving mom, Nina Bloom might do something to guard the existence she's inbuilt New York--including mendacity to everybody, even her daughter, approximately her earlier. but if an blameless guy is framed for homicide, she is familiar with that she can't permit him pay for the true killer's crimes.
The ideal lie
Nina's mystery lifestyles all started 18 years in the past. She had appears to be like to die for, a good-looking police-officer husband, and a carefree lifestyles in Key West. whilst she realized she used to be pregnant with their first baby, her happiness used to be nearly overwhelming. yet Nina's international is shattered whilst she finds a negative mystery that motives her to run for her lifestyles and alter her identity.
The ideal method to die
Now, years later, Nina dangers every little thing she's earned to come back to Florida and confront the murderous evil she fled. In a narrative of wrenching suspense, James Patterson offers us his so much head-spinning, action-filled tale yet--a Hitchcock-like mix of unquenchable drama and enjoyment.
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The scent of nachos teased me. My fingers itched to pick up a ball, to send it flying down the lane. I loved bowling. I just hadn’t done it in weeks…because of him. Of Aaron. This was where we had our first date. Where we were supposed to be having a date. Right now. A sharp pang stabbed my heart and each thud was like a hammer against my chest. How had things gotten so messed up? Before we started dating—and even during—I used to think of him as Heart Stopper; I’d see his smile and my heart would give one solid thump and then poof, stop.
Are you getting a divorce? Are we becoming a statistic? ” My father let out a startled laugh, erasing the seriousness from his face for at least two full seconds. ” He quickly waved his hands. ” I let out a deep breath and sat back down, eyeing them warily. I wasn’t ready to relax just yet. The ‘nothing like that’ left a lot of ground uncovered. For instance, they could tell me I had been adopted or something. ” I asked. I shouldn’t have. As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew it’d been a mistake.
And then I burst into hysterics, laughing and crying at the same time. It was a silver necklace with a pendent. The pendent was…I couldn’t fathom the words. It was a small silver heart. Shooting through the heart was a single arrow, the tip made of a black stone. Onyx. My heart leaped and I wasn’t sure my ribs could contain it long. “I’m sorry,” I sobbed, the word bubbling out of nowhere. ” It was beautiful and ironic. And I didn’t deserve it. ” The words, spoken so softly, hit me like a lead fist and went straight through my chest to my heart.