Liberty or Death (The Thea Kozak Mystery Series, Book 6)ePublishing Works!, 6 жовт. 2011 р. - 336 стор. Thea Kozak's sometimes rocky relationship with Maine state police detective Andre Lemieux has flourished. Now, on the day of their wedding, Thea receives awful news: Andre has been taken hostage by a militant militia group. Their terms: release one of their members from jail. The State of Maine isn't interested in co-operating. Neither is the prisoner. Taking the situation in-hand, Thea goes undercover in the town where she suspects Andre is hidden, and comes face-to-face with the most terrifying and ruthless adversaries of her life. THE THEA KOZAK MYSTERY SERIES, in order Chosen for Death Death in a Funhouse Mirror Death at the Wheel An Educated Death Death in Paradise Liberty or Death Stalking Death Death Warmed Over |
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... My heart stopped as the world fell silent. I forgot to breathe. He was dead, Andre was dead. That's what they couldn ... closed my eyes against the tears, clenched my teeth against the cries that rose in my throat. Gripped the delicate ...
... My heart stopped as the world fell silent. I forgot to breathe. He was dead, Andre was dead. That's what they couldn ... closed my eyes against the tears, clenched my teeth against the cries that rose in my throat. Gripped the delicate ...
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... mine. If I closed my eyes, I could imagine his face. Not a frightened one, but the face of fury. Andre has a big temper. He doesn't lose it often but when he loses it, he's explosive. Right now, wherever he was, he was exploding with ...
... mine. If I closed my eyes, I could imagine his face. Not a frightened one, but the face of fury. Andre has a big temper. He doesn't lose it often but when he loses it, he's explosive. Right now, wherever he was, he was exploding with ...
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... my new alarm clock, bleating like a sick cat, summoned me forth to greet a day as gray and lifeless as I felt. Without fully opening my eyes ... locked the door, went downstairs, and put my purse in the trunk of my car—in my capacity as a spy ...
... my new alarm clock, bleating like a sick cat, summoned me forth to greet a day as gray and lifeless as I felt. Without fully opening my eyes ... locked the door, went downstairs, and put my purse in the trunk of my car—in my capacity as a spy ...
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... my eyes closed, I mentally reviewed the stack of militia materials Jack had made me read in preparation for this job, and considered whether I'd heard anything useful. I'd heard that it was a good season for trout, and several theories ...
... my eyes closed, I mentally reviewed the stack of militia materials Jack had made me read in preparation for this job, and considered whether I'd heard anything useful. I'd heard that it was a good season for trout, and several theories ...
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... me." I laid my head down again and closed my eyes. My feet were throbbing and my legs ached from top to bottom. My arms trembled from the weight of all the trays I'd carried. I'd come into this thinking I was in pretty good shape. Fresh ...
... me." I laid my head down again and closed my eyes. My feet were throbbing and my legs ached from top to bottom. My arms trembled from the weight of all the trays I'd carried. I'd come into this thinking I was in pretty good shape. Fresh ...
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