The Intercept (Jeremy Fisk Series #1)

The Intercept (Jeremy Fisk Series #1)

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by Dick Wolf, Peter Ganim

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Dick Wolf makes his literary debut with this tense, driving thriller filled with the ingenious twists and high-wire suspense we have come to expect from this master storyteller.

Days before the July Fourth holiday and the dedication of One World Trade Center at Ground Zero, an incident aboard a commercial jet over the Atlantic Ocean reminds everyone that

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Dick Wolf makes his literary debut with this tense, driving thriller filled with the ingenious twists and high-wire suspense we have come to expect from this master storyteller.

Days before the July Fourth holiday and the dedication of One World Trade Center at Ground Zero, an incident aboard a commercial jet over the Atlantic Ocean reminds everyone that vigilance is not a task to be taken lightly. But for iconoclastic New York Police detective Jeremy Fisk, it may also be a signal that there is much more to this case than the easy answer: that this is just the work of another lone terrorist. So when a passenger from the same plane, a Saudi Arabian national, disappears into the crowds of Manhattan, it's up to Fisk and his partner Krina Gersten to find him before the celebrations begin. Watching each new lead fizzle, chasing shadows to dead ends, Fisk and Gersten quickly realize that their opponents are smarter and more agile than any they have ever faced. And time is running out.

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In a debut novel ripped from tomorrow's fears, Dick Wolf writes about a terrorist plot launched against the new One World Trade Center built on the ashes of Ground Zero. With that harrowing apocalypse hovering in his mind, NYPD detectives Jeremy Fisk and Krina Gersten must find a way to track down a single missing suspect in a very large city. Now in mass-market paperback and NOOK Book.

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The Intercept

By Dick Wolf

HarperCollins Publishers

Copyright © 2012 Dick Wolf
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ISBN: 978-0-06-206483-7




September 2009 New York City

Bassam Shah had driven through a day and two nights from Denver, stopping only for gas, eating fried pies, drinking Red Bull, and urinating into a plastic milk jug between gas station fill-ups.

At dawn, in the chaos of merging lanes on the New Jersey side of the George Washington Bridge, orange traffic cones squeezed the cars to the right. Port Authority Police cars blocked the available lanes, routing all visitors to the city to a checkpoint just beyond the tollbooths. Commuter congestion into New York City was building at that early hour, though still not at its heaviest.

Two men in blue Windbreakers and baseball hats waved flashlights up ahead, peering into a car's rolled down windows. They wore wires in their ears.

Shah saw no dogs. For that, he was relieved. He was ten cars back from the search point.

He watched the driver, a man traveling alone like him, get out to open his trunk. The searchers - now he saw the words Port Authority Police on the backs of their jackets - shined their lights inside. They lifted the mat off the spare tire, conferred ... ... then let the man drive away.

Shah had to risk it. The decision was not a difficult one. If he fled, they would stop him and search him intimately and rejoice at their success. Instead, he made himself small, exactly as he had been trained to do, settling into the persona of a grateful immigrant. His story - he was driving into New York to check on his family's coffee cart - had the benefit of being the truth. It was verifiable. Truth by admission was imperative in a situation such as this one. He eased the Ford Taurus forward, warm vent air breathing on him, soothing him. It was a muggy early autumn morning. He counted down as each driver was quizzed, each car scrutinized. When his time came, he lowered his window and faced his interrogators.

"Where are you going?" asked the younger of the two black cops, shining his light in Shah's face.

"To Queens," Shah answered. He felt his confidence ebb as the words left him. Something felt wrong here. But to be this close and fail was impossible. He had felt certain the police were watching him in Colorado. But his cross-country drive had been uneventful. He had to push past his self-consciousness.

"You are coming from where?" the cop asked.

"Denver," answered Shah. "My home. Near there - Aurora."

All true. No lies.

The cop nodded. Truth or lies, it did not seem to matter much to him. "Step out of the car, please."

Of course they would make him get out. Shah was an Afghan, twenty-four years old, with caramel skin. His neck beard, hair, and eyebrows were all reddish brown. Physically, Shah fit every little box on their desperately simplistic checklist of profiling characteristics. The embodiment of what many Americans considered a dangerous man. He clicked open his seat belt obediently, attempted a smile, and emerged before the great bridge in the warm air over the Hudson River.

The other policeman leaned inside the open car door, scouring the front seats with his flashlight as though it were a laser irradiating the floorboards and upholstery in search of clues.

"Mind unzipping that?" the cop said, stabbing his light beam at the Nike gym bag on the backseat.

Shah could have refused. He knew his constitutional rights under U.S. law; indeed, most every Afghan in the States knew these laws by heart. These men had no warrants, but they could "ask" him to accompany them somewhere else for more searching. All they needed was a pretense. Such was the thin thread upon which Shah's freedom now hung.

He pulled out the bag, feeling the heat of the high candlepower flashlight beam upon his tan hands. He opened it, removing a long head wrap, bunching it in his hands. He pulled out two robes thick with a few days' body odor. He pulled out a half-burned candle and sticks of incense.

In other words, he had exactly what these men expected an Afghan to have.

They peered further inside, touching nothing with their blue gloved hands. Shah's laptop case was on the seat next to the bag; he showed it to them, and they were satisfied. They asked him to open the trunk and he complied. They discovered nothing there except the spare tire, a basic tool kit, and some grime.

And then it was over. They nodded to the driver's seat as a gesture that they were done and looked to the next vehicle. Shah deferred to them without making eye contact, got into the rental car, buckled up, and drove away.

All along the bridge, spangles of light glistened off the morning dew that coated the thick steel cables. Below, the running lights of barges on the Hudson River dimmed as though in awe of the dawning sun.

He felt great exhilaration at having passed the checkpoint, which was meant to discourage interlopers, but in fact seemed to him now like a threshold.

He was inside now. And it had been easy.

At the same time, Shah's anger began to rise anew. He cursed the deference the bridge trolls forced him to adopt. He was a man who valued his dignity. So he took in the beauty and magnificence of the view with a sneer.

As the city passed across his windshield, Shah's confidence returned, knowing that the detonators were securely fish-lined into the passenger side air conditioning vent.

In lower Manhattan, on the twenty- third floor of FBI headquarters at 26 Federal Plaza, not far from City Hall, the Joint Terrorism Task Force meeting was already under way. Jeremy Fisk, a detective assigned to the NYPD's Intelligence Division, arrived late, hobbled by a sprained ankle.

He had missed a layup in his over-thirty league the previous night - he played twice each week at ten p.m., a ridiculous time for an amateur to pursue any sport, but the only time he could reliably make with his schedule - and came down on someone else's foot and rolled his. He had sat on the court floor gripping his shin just above his hyper-extended ankle, waiting for the swelling to begin and cursing himself.

That's it, he'd thought, for the thousandth time in his life.

Enough with the basketball. They said that biology is destiny, and so it was that a formerly tall for his age fourteen-year-old now spent two evenings a week with like minded desperadoes throwing himself around a basketball court. He loved the game, but never the sheer exhaustion of running up and down the court - an exhaustion that came more easily these days. Fisk had topped out at five-eleven, never playing college after the JV team at Villanova, riding the bench because everybody else was better and, eventually, taller than he was.

Fisk limped over to the wall. The briefing room was over-crowded with representatives of the various agencies that comprised the JTTF. There were similar task forces in over one hundred cities nationwide, but New York's was, appropriately, the biggest. Besides the host agency, the FBI, full-time federal participants included the U.S. Marshals Service, the Secret Service, the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms, the Diplomatic Security Service, Immigration and Customs Enforcement, the Internal Revenue Service, the army, the Naval Criminal Investigative Service, and more than a dozen others, in addition to state and local law enforcement departments. Such task forces are often derogatorily referred to as "alphabet soup," due to the large number of acronyms. To Fisk's eyes, the JTTF was worse. It was alphabet, minestrone, potato leek, French onion, clam chowder, gumbo, and Scotch broth ... many great tastes that did not belong on the same menu.

Fisk's department, the Intelligence Division, was not part of the JTTF. It functioned as a separate intelligence gathering agency within the New York Police Department. He was here as little more than a courtesy.

Fisk shifted his weight off his hurt ankle, leaning against the wall behind a liaison from the Postal Inspection Service. At the head of the room, Cal Dunphy, the current top FBI special agent assigned to the JTTF, was bald by choice, his broad jaw forming his head into a perfect oval. His eyes briefly flashed on Fisk when he entered, but nothing was said. Dunphy pulled notes from a file and consulted them through the lenses of his rimless eyeglasses.

"We're in his car and on his phone. We're in his laptop. Mr. Shah is moving with full confidence, and yet has no idea that we've got a flashing beacon on his back, bright and strong."

The FBI and Intel had had many operational differences of opinion in the past. The chief source of friction was their shared jurisdiction: a good old-fashioned turf battle. Two well financed ops groups with similar but not identical agendas, going toe-to-toe in the greatest and most targeted city in the world. And neither side had either margin or tolerance for error.

They did not work well together. Recently, and too often, they had stepped on each other's toes, compromising the others investigation. Various attempts had been made at improving communication and coordination, but nothing altered the fact that they were two dogs fighting over the same piece of meat.

So each agency kept the other at arm's length. The FBI had Shah all to itself in Denver. Now Shah was in the Big Apple, on Intel's terrain. They had learned enough from the mistakes of the past to establish a baseline of coordination, resulting in Fisk's presence at this briefing. But that didn't mean they were suddenly on the same page. As Dunphy went on, it was clear to Fisk that the FBI was merely going through the motions. They were sharing the results of their surveillance info but not the sources. They wanted point on Shah. They certainly didn't want Intel tracking him independently. A couple of different liaisons asked questions that were intended to make them appear smart and involved, but without any true interest in moving the issue forward. Group-think. Fisk saw Dunphy glance his way. Dunphy, to his credit, knew Fisk wasn't going to let this ride.

Fisk stuck out his hand, as though hailing this train that was going around in circles. "This whole thing makes me itchy," he said. "I don't like it. He's here now. Right in the city. We know what he's got. We know what he's here for. I think letting him dangle like this is too goddamn risky. You say you're confident of his time line—"

"We've got three days, Fisk."

"Having a GPS tag on a fox who's already in the hen house doesn't reassure me much."

Dunphy all but sighed. "Nothing would reassure you, Fisk."

"Grabbing him now would."

"And give up three critical days of intelligence gathering? Who knows what we can get from this guy? This is crux time. Invaluable. This is the fruit at the bottom, Fisk. The sweet stuff. I understand your skittishness, but we're holding a strong hand here— " "It's not skittishness; it's common sense. You're telling me this guy is on a controlled burn. I've seen those things get out of hand many times. All it takes is a sudden shift in the wind."

Dunphy smiled. Fisk knew what that smile meant. He saw parents use it on their kids in the park. "We've got the best meteorologists in the business."

"Predicting the weather is not the same as making it rain," said Fisk.

The FBI had conducted various undercover terror stings since the dawn of domestic terrorism. For every terror plot that arose organically, which is to say without domestic law enforcement interference - the underwear bomber in a jetliner over Detroit, or the planned attack on Fort Dix, New Jersey - two others originated with the prodding of undercover federal agents. Not unlike actual terror cell leaders, they radicalized vulnerable Muslim suspects by fomenting anti-American dissent and supplying the conspirators with dummy materials, such as fake C-4 explosive or harmless blasting caps. These paper conspiracies were then passed off as major law enforcement victories, vanquished threats to homeland security. But it was no exaggeration to say that the FBI had instigated more terror plots in the United States since 9/11 than Al-Qaeda.

Fisk continued, "My concern is that everyone is on board with your plan - except the terrorist himself."

"Noted," said Dunphy, pissed off now, and finished with Fisk.

"Anybody else?"

Fisk had heard enough. One of the pleasures of not being beholden to the JTTF was the ability to walk out of a meeting - or hobble, which was just what Fisk did.

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Nelson DeMille

“A thriller that grabs your attention on page one and holds it until the breathtaking ending. Jeremy Fisk of the NYPD’s Intelligence Division will enter literature’s Great Detectives Hall of Fame. I hope to see more of him. . . It’s a head above most War on Terrorism novels.”

Lisa Gardner

“An adrenaline-fueled, ripped-from-the-headlines suspense novel, as befitting a renowned TV crime drama writer and producer. The Intercept goes where few thrillers have gone before . . . It does for the NYPD’s Intelligence Division what Thomas Harris did for the FBI’s Behavioral Science Unit.”

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“Dick Wolf’s The Intercept is nail-biting, page-turning, twisty suspense. Warning: If you value sleep, don’t start this one late at night.”

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The Intercept is the hottest thriller of the year. Superbly written and amazingly intense, Dick Wolf has created an action-packed masterpiece. Picture Robert Ludlum writing for “24” and you’re only halfway there. Do not miss this incredible novel. Intercept yours ASAP!”

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“Fascinating, tense, and twisty—the real deal.”

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The Intercept 4.1 out of 5 based on 3 ratings. 231 reviews.
Ronrose More than 1 year ago
Dick Wolf continues doing what he does best, fashioning stories of those who protect and serve the citizens of New York. This time he has written a novel rather than a television script. The transition does not seem to have changed his style much. We still have the action packed good guys versus bad guys, or cops versus terrorists in this case. There are a few good twists and turns as the police follow the convoluted trail of the terrorists. In this case we are not getting deep and insightful here, but plenty of well paced action and suspense. Wolf's NYPD detective, Jeremy Fisk, could be a character worth bringing back if refined and given a bit more depth. Over all a very good read with some good promise for future books. This book provided for review by the well read folks at HarperCollins.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Dick Wolf does not disappoint with his first novel, Intercept. Set in New York City, readers are taken on a page-turning, edge of your seat thriller involving terrorism, 4th of July celebrations, 9/11 dedication, and instant celebrities. Even though the novel is fast paced, Wolf takes the time to create likeable, well-developed characters. The plot is not rushed and does not leave the readers with unanswered questions. A great plot, full of twists, and believable characters, makes Intercept a great read. This is one of the best books I have read in a while, I highly reccomend this book to other readers.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is exactly the kind of book I love to read - Well written, interesting plot twists, believable characters who are realistically developed and constant action leading to a climactic conclusion! OK, it's not great literature, but I enjoyed it as a wonderful piece of escapist fiction. Well done, Dick Wolf!
Twink More than 1 year ago
You may not immediately recognize Dick Wolf's name, but I'm sure you know the name of the hit television show he created - Law and Order. Wolf has now turned his talents to fiction and his first book The Intercept is newly released. It's the first in a series featuring NYPD Detective Jeremy Fisk. It's happened before - a terrorist on a plane, bent on blowing it and everyone aboard to kingdom come....but this time six passengers aboard the plane manage to thwart his plans. They take him down with no casualties. Jeremy Fisk works for the Intelligence Division of the NYPD and is called in as the plane lands. Although the outcome was favourable, Fisk still has a bad feeling. There was no bomb, just a detonator....and there's one passenger on the plane who disappears before he can be questioned. The six passengers? Instant heroes and celebrities. Fisk's partner Krina is tasked with shepherding The Six as they've come to be known. Fisk? He's chasing down leads that disappear and change two steps ahead of every move he makes. Wolf has made great use of his TV talents. The Intercept has the feel of a television series written to hook you and keep you watching - or reading as the case may be. The plotting is excellent- believable and frightening. Although the terrorism angle is nothing new, I didn't see Wolf's twist coming. I found the 'marketing' of the heroes fascinating (and an interesting social commentary). The lead characters are well written and likable. The pacing of the book keeps you hanging on for just another chapter...and another. Or, in my case another disc. I chose to listen to this book. Peter Ganim was the narrator. He was a great choice - he's got a strong, tough, gritty voice that just says 'cop'. He easily conveys the tension and drama with his deep voice. Fans of 24, Vince Flynn and Nelson DeMille will love Jeremy Fisk. And this reader would definitely read/listen to the next in the series.
NNYer More than 1 year ago
I'm a fan of the Law & Order shows and was curious about Dick Wolf's first book. I figured it would be adequate, but I was really impressed because it was GREAT. It is well written, but, more than that, the story was extremely well crafted and completely plausible. You didn't even see some of the twists and turns coming as it was all as subtle as real life. Being a New Yorker made it even more exciting as I know every inch of this city referred to in the book (although his reference to B&H takes liberties with their cashier/checkout process). He deserves to be in the same category with some of my favorite authors of this genre like Brad Thor, Vince Flynn, etc. I cannot wait for his next book!!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Mr Wolf is a Master Story teller and writer both. Intrrcept is as good as any thing from Grisham, Brown, Palmer, Etc. For the first book from his imagination this is great stuff. The characters are beliveable and you can feel their tensions build as this story races to a very real and scary conclusion set against the background of Americas War on Terrorism.
petxpert More than 1 year ago
What better way to begin any year than with a really good book.  I was fortunate enough to get my hands on an Advance Reader Copy of Dick Wolf's first novel, The Intercept. If Wolf's name sounds familiar, it should; he created Law & Order. I have been hopelessly hooked on the series in all of its incarnations. When I read that Wolf had written his first novel, I wanted in on that.  And I didn't want to wait.   Officially released this month, Wolf sets his novel in his oh-so-familiar setting of New York City. His protagonist for this first book in what promises to be a dynamite new series, is NYPD  detective, Jeremy Fisk who works in the intelligence gathering agency.  In The Intercept Fisk is tasked with finding the terrorists who want to destroy the country and cause havoc in New York City. Pulling from today's real-life terrorist organizations, Wolf has created a book with more twists and turns than a roller coaster ride at a fancy theme park.  It helps that Fisk is fluent in Arabic.  The award winning creator, writer, director and producer of the longest-running scripted show in television history has created a story worthy of the big screen. It certainly played out in my head like a feature film.  Each of the characters is well-drawn and believable and the City itself serves as another character in this well-written novel.  I couldn't stop turning pages and can't wait for the next book in the series.   Get yours soon. It's perfect for a long winter's night.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Think of Nelson DeMille in his early days when he relied on his great story lines and not on trying to sell the wit and repartee of his main character.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
After being a long time fan of the Law and Order series this book was one that holds true to many "twists" as found on the TV series.  I could not put this book down until I finished it.   
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Jeremy is a detective in the New York intelligence division working to prevent another attack like 9/11 on New York City. The plot is complex as befits a plan by bin Laden to avenge the attacks on Islam by the West. Lest you think that THE INTERCEPT is all high-tech gadgetry utilized in the name of police pursuit, there is plenty of characterization to be had here. The Six are quite an interesting and diverse group, and Wolf creates a few intriguing scenarios that are carried out over the course of a few days as The Six are kept in a state that is something more than house arrest (in the Grand Hyatt, no less) and something less than incarceration. Meanwhile, Fisk has a relationship on the down low with Krina Gersten, a fourth-generation NYPD cop who is partnered with him on and off the job. Gersten, along with two other officers, is tasked with guarding The Six, a job that she sees as glorified babysitting but that will become far more by story's end. Wolf's inexperience as a novelist shows through in too many instances to make The Intercept, in my opinion, anything more than an okay read. One key reason for this is that his main character, Jermey Fisk, and most of his secondary characters never really came alive for me. A second major reason is that Wolf's writing style always made me feel that "I was an outsider looking in" regarding the plot rather than as a person "right there" in the middle of the action as it was taking place. And, the third main reason is that while the plot had its share of twists and turns, I found most of them to be predictable but a good read just the same.  All in all, this is an exciting thriller, filled with suspense. It reads a lot like a screenplay. This is no surprise coming as it does from the creator of the Law and Order series. The plot line is over-complex, but this is in keeping with the deviousness of the planned attack. The characterizations could have had more depth but I still had a good sense of who each person was. I hope Mr. Wolf continues to write novels.      
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
All in all, this is an exciting thriller, filled with suspense. It reads a lot like a screenplay. This is no surprise coming as it does from the creator of the Law and Order series. The plot line is over-complex, but this is in keeping with the deviousness of the planned attack. The characterizations could have had more depth but I still had a good sense of who each person was. The name "Dick Wolf" should be familiar to you if you have been anywhere near a television in the last decade or so. Wolf, as is more than prominently noted on the cover of his debut novel, is the creator of the critically and commercially acclaimed "Law & Order" television series franchise. I am convinced that at any given hour of the day or night, there are thousands, if not millions, of homes where families are watching a past or present episode of one of its many permutations. Wolf brings his reputation and considerable writing chops to THE INTERCEPT, and the result is a one-sit read with plenty of twists, turns and emotional appeal. Even if you guess what is going to occur in THE INTERCEPT --- and aficionados of the thriller genre may well do so in the book's early stages --- Wolf's sharp characterizations and cinematic descriptions provide plenty of fast-moving, enjoyable and entertaining scenery to keep you occupied from first page to last. More installments are promised, and they cannot arrive quickly enough.   
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was an absolute page turner. If you like who done it books. this book is for you because it keeps you guessing on who is actually behind it and how they plan to achieve it which you don't find out until the last couple of chapters.
sergusha More than 1 year ago
Enjoyed the plot and the characters. Considered a good read for anyone who likes thrillers and mystery. Easy to get engaged, but difficult to put down.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Just buy it!! If you want an awesome read over the holidays this is it!  Page turner, exciting.  
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I thought it was very slow- and didn't care for the characters...
MonicaFMF More than 1 year ago
Detectives Fisk and Gersten are investigating a terrorist conspiracy. Who knows how far and just how many are involved? A factual yet emotional charged narrative, depending on the sequence, push and motivate the characters. The characters are authentic, varied, and driven in a variety of ways. While it is difficult to base a story on recent history due to potential reader emotional/personal/etc involvement, the author does a good job attempting to personalize things for the characters which are on both sides of the conflict. Overall, an interesting read.
1dachsmom More than 1 year ago
This is the lst book by Dick Wolf. Can't wait to read the next book. He uses actual events and his characters are so believable, I felt I was right there in the middle of the action. Don't hesitate to read these great books. The only thing won't be able to put them down. Well done!!!!!!!
MissBethBC More than 1 year ago
Spellbinding!  Mind Boggling and a page turner.   I left The Intercept to be my bedtime reading book and that wasn't the smartest thing to do.   I would read until I was thoroughly tense and then I had to read even more before I could settle down and close my eyes,   At one point I was so invested in the story, I felt like I crept into the arms of a panic attack, just empathizing with the Six.    It was so easy to love the six who fought off a terrorist trying to take down their flight.   They were successful in preventing the attack and then became America's newest sweethearts of the day, being hailed as national heroes! Those police detectives serving to protect the six, and FBI agents investigating the occurence knew there was going to be a terrorist attack on the fourth of July, a national holiday, but who was the perpetrator and what was the target?     The suspense grew steadily and right down to the wire when the treacherous one was revealed.   He had left a bloody trail behind and a sadness for those who so easily gave up their lives and those who went out fighting all the way.   The plot was strong, the intelligence commander was like a cat chasing its tail, until finally, the last piece of the puzzle dropped succinctly into place.   The characters were strong and held the attention of this reader late into the night.   I thoroughly enjoyed Wolf's writing
Drewano More than 1 year ago
A good terrorism thriller. The characters are good and the story is engaging keeping you interested and interspersing action throughout. The book does a good job of showing the plot, and effort to stop it, from many different viewpoints and a few different points in time, giving the reader an in-depth look at what’s going on.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was excellent and I enjoyed every minute of it.
Anonymous 20 hours ago
Hard to put down, fast moving thriller
Anonymous 10 days ago
Give this a four point eight. I guessed the who from the beginning, but that doesn't take away from the high score.
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auntmoeMW 7 months ago
I really enjoyed this book. The characters are very believable and the story captivating. The twists and turns in the story keep you on the edge of your seat and the ending very surprising. Any time an author can keep me surprised `till the end has my devotion!!