By David Baldacci
From David Baldacci--#1 bestselling writer and one of many world's most well liked, generally learn storytellers--comes the main exciting novel of the 12 months. THE HIT Will Robie is a grasp of killing. A hugely expert murderer, Robie is the fellow the U.S. executive calls directly to get rid of the worst of the worst-enemies of the kingdom, monsters dedicated to harming untold numbers of blameless sufferers. nobody else can fit Robie's skills as a hitman...no one, other than Jessica Reel. A fellow murderer, both expert and unsafe, Reel is each piece as deadly as Robie. And now, she's long past rogue, turning her gun points of interest on different contributors in their service provider. to prevent one in all their very own, the govt. seems back to Will Robie. His project: herald Reel, useless or alive. just a killer can trap one other killer, they inform him. yet as Robie pursues Reel, he quick reveals that there's extra to her betrayal than meets the attention. Her assaults at the organisation disguise a bigger risk, a chance which could ship shockwaves in the course of the U.S. govt and worldwide.
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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.