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ISBN: 0316089516
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ISBN: 0446569941
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384 pages
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432 pages
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Paris is stunning in the summer

NYPD detective Jacob Kanon is on a tour of Europe's most gorgeous cities. But the sights aren't what draw him—he sees each museum, each cathedral, and each café through the eyes of his daughter's killer.

The killing is simply marvelous

Kanon's daughter, Kimmy, and her boyfriend were murdered while on vacation in Rome. Since then, young couples in Paris, Copenhagen, Frankfurt, and Stockholm have been found dead. Little connects the murders, other than a postcard to the local newspaper that precedes each new victim.

Wish you were here

Now Kanon teams up with the Swedish reporter Dessie Larsson, who has just received a postcard in Stockholm—and they think they know where the next victims will be. With relentless logic and unstoppable action, The Postcard Killers may be James Patterson's most vivid and compelling thriller yet.

Fiction/General

Hardcover
ISBN: 0316089516
$27.99/U.S.
400 pages
Little, Brown and Company

Paperback
ISBN: 0446569941
$14.99/U.S.
384 pages
Grand Central Publishing

Mass Market
ISBN: 145550663X
$9.99/U.S.
432 pages
Grand Central Publishing

Prologue

Three

THE CENTRAL HOTEL PARIS WAS a clean, simple spot in Montparnasse. They took the lift to the third floor and tumbled, giggling and slightly stoned, into the room, which looked out on the Rue du Maine.

The walls were sunshine yellow. In the middle of the thick sky blue carpet was an enormous double bed.

“I’ll get this bubbly stuff opened at once,” Mac said, taking one of the bottles of champagne into the bathroom. “No one go anywhere.”

Sylvia kissed the Englishman again, more seriously this time, using her tongue. She noticed his breathing get quicker. He probably had a full erection already.

“I expect you’re a big boy, aren’t you?” she said in a seductive voice, her hand moving along his leg, up toward his crotch.

She could see the Englishwoman was blushing, but she said nothing to stop this from proceeding.

“Bottoms up!” Mac said, coming back into the room with four improvised champagne glasses on the tray that had held the toothbrush glasses.

“Here we go!” Sylvia cried, swiftly taking one of the glasses and knocking it back.

The British pair were quick to follow her example. Mac laughed and went around refilling the glasses.

Then he lit another joint, which was perfectly rolled.

“How long have you been married?” Sylvia asked, inhaling and passing the marijuana cigarette.

“Four weeks,” the woman said.

“Just imagine,” Sylvia said, “all those lovely nights ahead of you. I’m jealous.”

Mac pulled the Englishwoman to him and whispered something in her ear. She let out a laugh.

Sylvia smiled. “Mac can keep going for ages. Shall we try to beat them? I think we can.”

She leaned over and nibbled at the man’s earlobe. She noticed his eyelids were already drooping. The Englishwoman giggled, a low, confused sound.

“Only a minute or so now,” Mac said. “We’re close now.”

Copyright © 2010 by James Patterson

Fiction/General
Audiobook (unabridged CD)
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Prologue

Chapter 1 to 5

Chapter 6 to 10

Chapter 11 to 15

Chapter 16 to 20

Chapter 21 to 25

Chapter 26 to 30