Ƣ The Best 牕 Paradox (An FBI Thriller Book 22) (English Edition) ჭ Kindle Ebook By Catherine Coulter ᄹ

Ƣ The Best 牕 Paradox (An FBI Thriller Book 22) (English Edition)  ჭ Kindle Ebook By Catherine Coulter ᄹ Ƣ The Best 牕 Paradox (An FBI Thriller Book 22) (English Edition) ჭ Kindle Ebook By Catherine Coulter ᄹ Paradox 1 WILLICOTT, MARYLAND FRIDAY MORNING LATE JULY Four years in Vice at the Seattle PD and Police Chief Ty Christie had never seen a murder, until this moment right after dawn on what promised to be a hot, sunny Friday She was standing on her weathered back deck, sipping her daily dose of sinthick as sludge Turkish coffeeand looking out at the patchy curtains of fog hanging over Lake Massey, man made, like every other lake in Maryland, 1,800 acres Lake Massey wasnt the largest of Marylands lakes, or the deepest, only fifty six feet, but it was still a popular vacation destination with thirty three miles of shoreline and water warm enough to swim in during the summer Fishermen loved Lake Massey with its walleye and large and smallmouth bass eager to leap on their lines As for Ty, she loved the impossibly thick maple and oak trees, a solid blanket of green covering the hills on the east side of the lake The only sign of life was a small rowboat floating in and out of the gray fog near a hundred yards away She could barely make out two figures, seated facing each other, both wearing jackets and one a ball cap She was too far away to tell if they were male or female, talking or not talking, or how old they were Could they be out fishing for largemouth bass this early in the morning She was starting to turn away when one of the figures abruptly stood, waved a fist in the others face, and brought an oar down hard on his head She froze, simply couldnt believe what shed seen She watched the man slump forward as the fist shaker leaned over him, jerked him up, and shoved him out of the boat She yelled, but the killer never looked toward her Rather, he looked down into the water, then at his oar Checking for blood He straightened, threw his head back, and pumped his fist Pumped his fist He was happy hed killed someone That made it unlikely to be in the heat of the moment So shed seen a cold blooded murder Had the fist shaker brought the other man out in the lake with the intent to kill him The shock had Tys heart kettledrumming in her chest She watched the killer row smooth and steady back toward shore, quickly disappearing behind a curtain of fog She hated that her hand was shaking when she pulled her cell out of her shirt pocket and dialed 911 Operator Marla Able always picked up on the first ring Ty took a deep breath, cleared her throat Marla, its Ty I saw what I think was a premeditated murder on a rowboat in the lake a minute ago One man struck another with an oar and threw him overboard You heard me right I think it was a man, but I cant be sure Listen now, weve got to move fast Call Ted Mizera, have him order out the Lake Rescue Team Tell him the boat was about one hundred yards out into the other side of the lake directly across from my house Tell him to hurry, Marla Im going out in my boat now She grabbed a flashlight, a jacket, and binoculars, pulled on gloves as she ran down her twenty wooden stairs, out onto her long, narrow dock, unlooped her mooring lines, and jumped on board her fifteen foot runabout She fired up the outboard engine, carefully steered away from the dock, aimed the boat at the spot where the killer had thrown the other person overboard, and floored it Within four minutes she was at the edge of a sheet of fog, watching three mallards swim toward her, followed by four , flapping their wings over the still water, then settling in with their brethren She slowly motored in, idled the boat, and searched the area with her binoculars, chanting, Clear off, clear off Miraculously, within minutes, only wisps of fog dotted the water around her As for the fist shaker in the rowboat, he was long gone, the offshore fog blanketing his escape She began searching for the body, praying the person was only dazed and still alive The water was smooth, the surface unruffled except for the kick up waves made by her runabout She cut the engine, pulled out her cell again, and took pictures, but she knew there wasnt anything to see She lined up one shot with the ancient oak tree standing sentinel in front of the abandoned Gatewood mansion on Point Gulliver to document her own location Only its top branches were visible through the fog She listened carefully but heard only mallards squawking and the soft lapping of the water against the sides of her boat She scanned the eastern shore with her binoculars, but the fog was too thick offshore to make out any sign of the rowboat Through a small pocket, she now saw Point Gulliver clearly, the pebbled beach, and Gatewood, three stories of stark gray stone, forbidding in the early morning light, its wooden dock stretching out into the lake She saw nothing and no one She knew the fist shaker could dock the rowboat at any of the dozens of cottages lining the beach, tie up, and run, or pull the rowboat up onto the sand, hide it in bushes, and then disappear He couldnt know shed seen him Had both people in the boat been staying in one of the rental cottages She called her chief deputy, Charlie Corsica, jerked him out of a deep sleep, and told him what had happened He and the other four deputies would head to the eastern shore, scour the area for the rowboat, and interview all the cottage tenants Most cottages along the eastern shore were rentals Some of the vacationers had to be up, someone had to have seen something, even though it was barely 6 a.m Maybe when her deputies went door to door, theyd find him Had anything ever been that easy when shed been in Vice in Seattle Not that she could remember Even though she knew it was hopeless, Ty turned on the engine and began a slow grid search She saw nothing until minutes later, when the three boats of the Lake Rescue Team circled her and cut their engines All four members of the team were lifelong residents of Willicott Ted Mizera, a local contractor, was big, beefy, and strong as a horse, rud not to spare the rod on his kids Hed formed the rescue team long before Ty had accepted the city councils offer to become the first woman police chief in the towns long, fairly peaceful history Mizera shouted, Chief, Marla said you saw someone get whacked with an oar from your house You see anything, like a body, since you got out here If my visual memory serves, Im near the spot, she called back, but so far no sign of a body After the killer hit the victim on the head with an oar, he dumped the body overboard and rowed back to the eastern shore, toward Point Gulliver I couldnt see anything because of all of the fog I havent seen any sign of a body Did the killer have a brick tied around his victims waist I dont know, I was too far away Harlette Hensen, a retired nurse, grandmother to six hell raisers, and owner of Slumber House BB, shook her bobbed gray head You think the killer changed his mind, pulled the man out of the water That was Harlette, always the optimist, wanting to think the best of her fellow man Ty said, Sorry, Harlette, Id have seen it if that had happened I saw him fist pump after the victim went overboard, which says to me he rowed his victim out onto the lake to murder him and dump his body It was premeditated She shook her head That fist pump I couldnt believe it Ted snorted Harlette, you wouldnt recognize the devil even if he perched on your rocker Ty, I think youre right The victims probably weighted down Or maybe held by the water reeds The reeds arent that thick this far out, Ted, too deep, Congo Bliss said Im betting on a brick tied around the victims waist to keep him under Congo was the owner of Blisss Diner, going on twenty five years now, known far and wide for his meatloaf and garlic mashed potatoes He was tall, fit, good looking, going on fifty, and as proud of his physique as his meatloaf Congo was on his fourth wife and his fourth rat terrier, all former terriers choosing to depart with the wives More important, he was the groups designated diver, and he was already dressed in a partial wetsuit He spat over the side Waters about twenty five feet deep here Ill do some free dives, see if I can find him before you call Hanger to drag the lake Congo pulled on his mask and fins and made four dives No sign of the murdered man, but he brought up a present for Harlette and tossed it to her Harlette caught it, let out a yell, then cursed Not funny, Congo She held up the skull hed thrown to her This sure isnt your guy, Chief I wonder how old this skull is Could be fifty years, who knows I havent heard of any local disappearing, ever Some long ago tourist, you think Ty pulled her boat closer and took the skull from Harlette, turned it over in her hands No bullet hole, no crushed bones, and three teeth left Ill take the skull to Dr Staunton later Right now we need to find the man I saw murdered an hour ago She handed the skull to Albert Sharp, owner of Sharps Sporting Goods, with Harlette in her boat He was the designated provider of any necessary water equipment and once a champion swimmer Albert looked like he wanted to hurl, but he knew he couldnt because hed never live it down He swallowed half a dozen times Nobody said anything He carefully wrapped the skull in his daughters blue polka dot beach towel and laid it on the seat, wiped his hands on his pants, and attempted a manly smile You said it was a rowboat, Harlette said, shading her hand over her eyes as she searched the water Did you recognize it, Chief Was it one of Bicks rentals I was a good ways away, but it could have been Yes, of course it wasit was painted an odd green, sort of an acid green Congo nodded Thats it I remember Bick got that green paint on sale a decade ago, long before your time, Chief Everyone in town had a good laugh He looked down at his watch Sorry, Chief, I cant do any dives I gotta get back to the diner Willies the only cook there He cant fry an egg worth spit and hes always burning the toast Ty thanked them all, sent them home, and set everything in motion She called Hanger Lewis over in Haggersville, set him up to drag this part of the lake in his ancient pontoon boat with its big dragging net She called Charlie to check in Nothing yet, no one had seen anything, no sign of one of Bicks acid green rowboats and no sign of anyone who didnt belong there She said, No surprise, though I really did hope someone might have seen something Okay, Charlie, keep the others scouting the east shore Hanger will be here in about an hour You go out with Harlette and Hanger, shell show you guys the exact spot And Charlie, be on the lookout for loose bones Congo found a skull when he dived to look for the man I saw shoved overboard.Pulse poundingCoulter fans will have a tough time putting this one down Publishers Weekly Eerie, unsettling, and breathlessly terrifying, Paradox is another gripping read from Catherine Coulter, who, at twenty two books into her bestselling seriesand counting, shows no signs whatsoever of slowing down anytime soon The Real Book Spy Bestseller Coulter is at the top of her game in her 21st FBI thriller featuring married agents Dillon Savich and Lacey Sherlock after 2016s Insidious Publishers Weekly on ENIGMA Compelling characters, a timely plot, and international intrigue conspire to keep pages turning Criminal Element on ENIGMA If theres one thing that readers can count on in a Coulter novel it is that she always delivers amazingly eerie and complex thrillers RT Book Reviews on ENIGMA Action is nonstop Perfect reading for the beach and beyond Booklist Paradox An FBI Thriller Fulfillment by FBA is a service we offer sellers that lets them store their products in s fulfillment centers, and directly pack, ship, provide customer for these Book eBook Pulse poundingCoulter fans will have tough time putting this one down Publishers Weekly Eerie, unsettling, 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    • Paradox (An FBI Thriller Book 22) (English Edition)
    • 3.1
    • 248
    • Format Kindle
    • 448 pages
    • Catherine Coulter
    • Anglais
    • 23 September 2016

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