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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

Book One | THE LAST SUNSET

Chapter 4

AFTER A FEW FISHTAILING TURNS, I found an open road next to a beach and drove the Camaro properly—namely, like I'd stolen it. I didn't drop the hammer. I very nearly busted it through the meticulously vacuumed floor.

Its 5.7-liter V8 engine roared hungrily, demonically, as it rose in pitch, the intro to a heavy metal song.

"Crazy Train," I thought as I slammed back into my seat. Or was it "Highway to Hell"?

Parked cars that I blurred past started making that zip zip zip zip NASCAR sound.

I tried to decide what I wanted to wreck more at that moment: Alex's pride and joy or myself. The notion of ending the utter silliness of my bad-luck life seemed very tempting. From where I was sitting without a seat belt, life was pain, and I was seriously thinking about ending mine as visibly and messily as possible.

The Z28's speedometer was hitting three figures, its rear end starting to rise like an airplane on takeoff, when I caught some movement on the dark beach to my right.

I squinted at the motion through the windshield. It was a blur, something small running. Was it a rabbit?

No, I realized as I got closer very quickly. It was a dog, a collie with a red bandanna around its neck. I recognized the belly-flopping dog from the bar at the exact moment it changed course, like a guided missile, and shot out into the beach road.

Directly in front of the car.

Immediately, instinctually, I slammed on the brakes and spun the steering wheel to the right, trying to avoid it. A high howl of evaporating tire rubber filled the car as the Z28's rear end fishtailed to the left like it was on ice. I tried to straighten it, but I must have overcompensated because the car suddenly reversed momentum and went into a rubber-barking, skidding, counterclockwise spin.

Shit!

I'd lost complete control of the car. My head flew back onto the headrest heavily, helplessly, like I was on a carnival teacup ride. I held my breath as I felt the right side of the car swell, threatening to flip. Instead, it did a 180 and kept right on rotating. It was when the car completed a full 360 that I saw what was looming ahead.

And I screamed.

Lit in my pinwheeling headlights, as if he'd been conjured there by a magician, was the dog's owner, the biker from the bar with the gray braided hair.

The last thing I remember was pumping the brake again and again, savagely, as the ridges of the spinning steering wheel flickered painfully over the insides of my fingers.

I closed my eyes as the Camaro's swinging front end clipped the man in the waist with a sickening, heart-skewering thump.

There was a brief crumpling sound of rolling weight onto the metal hood followed by a squeegee-like squeak as the man slid up the ramp of the windshield.

And then there was silence. Nothing but horrible, deafening silence.

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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