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Now You See Her
Now You See Her

Fiction/General
Hardcover
ISBN: 0316036218
$27.99/U.S.
400 pages
Little, Brown and Company

Paperback
ISBN: 0446574708
$14.99/U.S.
416 pages
Grand Central Publishing

Mass Market
ISBN: 1455515515
$10.00/U.S.
384 pages
Grand Central Publishing

The perfect life

A successful lawyer and loving mother, Nina Bloom would do anything to protect the life she's built in New York—including lying to everyone, even her daughter, about her past. But when an innocent man is framed for murder, she knows that she can't let him pay for the real killer's crimes.

The perfect lie

Nina's secret life began 18 years ago. She had looks to die for, a handsome police-officer husband, and a carefree life in Key West. When she learned she was pregnant with their first child, her happiness was almost overwhelming. But Nina's world is shattered when she unearths a terrible secret that causes her to run for her life and change her identity.

The perfect way to die

Now, years later, Nina risks everything she's earned to return to Florida and confront the murderous evil she fled. In a story of wrenching suspense, James Patterson gives us his most head-spinning, action-filled story yet—a Hitchcock-like blend of unquenchable drama and pleasure.

Now You See Her

Fiction/General
Hardcover
ISBN: 0316036218
$27.99/U.S.
400 pages
Little, Brown and Company

Paperback
ISBN: 0446574708
$14.99/U.S.
416 pages
Grand Central Publishing

Mass Market
ISBN: 1455515515
$10.00/U.S.
384 pages
Grand Central Publishing

Prologue | LIES AND VIDEOTAPE

One

I'D ALREADY TOSSED the driver a twenty and was bouncing up and down like a preschooler last in line for the potty when my taxi finally stopped across from the Hudson hotel on west 58th. I didn't wait for change, but I did nearly get clipped by an express bus as I got out on the street side and hightailed it across Eighth Avenue.

I didn't even look at my iPhone as it tried to buzz out of my jacket pocket. By this point, with my full workday and tonight's party of all parties to plan, I was more surprised when it wasn't going off.

A sound, deafening even by midtown Manhattan standards, hammered into my ears as I made the corner.

Was it a jackhammer? A construction pile driver?

Of course not, I thought, as I spotted a black kid squatting on the sidewalk, playing drums on an empty Spackle bucket.

Luckily I also spotted my lunch appointment, Aidan Beck, at the edge of the crowded street performance.

Without preamble, I hooked elbows with the fair, scruffily handsome young man and pulled him into the chic Hudson. At the top of the neon-lit escalator, a concierge who looked like one of the happy, shiny cast members of High School Musical smiled from behind the Carrara marble check-in desk.

"Hi. I called twenty minutes ago," I said. "I'm Mrs. Smith. This is Mr. Smith. We'd like a room with a large double bed. The floor or view doesn't matter. I'm paying cash. I'm really in a rush."

The clerk took in my sweating face and the contrast between my sexy office attire and my much younger companion's faded jeans and suede jacket with seeming approval.

"Let's get you to your room, then," the über-happy concierge said without missing a beat.

A cold wind hit me as I came out of the hotel with Aidan an hour later. I looked up at the New York spring light glistening off the blue-tinged towers of the Time Warner Center down the block. I smiled as I remembered how my daughter, Emma, called it the world's largest glass goalpost.

I looked at Aidan and wondered if what we just did was right. It didn't matter, did it? I thought as I dabbed my eyes with the sleeve of my knockoff Burberry jacket. It was done.

"You were amazing. You really were," I said, handing him the envelope as I kissed his cheek.

He gave a theatrical little bow as he tucked the thousand into the inside pocket of his suede car coat.

"Hey, it's what I do, Nina Bloom," he said, walking off with a wave.

"It's Mrs. Smith to you," I called as I hailed a taxi back to my job.

Copyright © 2011 by James Patterson

Now You See Her
Fiction/General
Audiobook (Unabridged CD)
ISBN: 1607886855
$34.98/U.S.
Hachette Audio
Read by Elaina Erika Davis

Elaina has appeared in many Off Broadway and regional theater productions, on numerous televisions programs, and in films. Her favorite narration credits include Memoirs Of A Geisha, When The Emperor Was Divine, and the Newbery Medal winner Kira-Kira. She lives in New York City.

Now You See Her

Fiction/General
Hardcover
ISBN: 0316036218
$27.99/U.S.
400 pages
Little, Brown and Company

Paperback
ISBN: 0446574708
$14.99/U.S.
416 pages
Grand Central Publishing

Mass Market
ISBN: 1455515515
$10.00/U.S.
384 pages
Grand Central Publishing

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