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The Mark

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Right as I'm about to die, I realize all the myths are fake. There's no white light at the end of a tunnel. My life isn't flashing before my eyes.

All I can think about is how much I want to live.

I moved to New York City a month ago to become the best journalist the world had ever seen. To find the greatest stories never told. And now here I am--Henry Parker, twenty-four years old and weary beyond rational thought, a bullet one trigger pull from ending my life.

I can't run. Running is all Amanda and I have done for the past seventy-two hours. And I'm tired. Tired of knowing the truth and not being able to tell it.

Five minutes ago I thought I had the story all figured out.

I knew that both of these men--one an FBI agent, the other an assassin--wanted me dead, but for very different reasons.

If I die tonight--more people will die tomorrow.


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Series: A Henry Parker Novel Publisher: Harlequin
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Kindle Book

  • Release date: October 15, 2012

OverDrive Read

  • ISBN: 9781460304877
  • Release date: October 15, 2012

EPUB ebook

  • ISBN: 9781460304877
  • File size: 708 KB
  • Release date: October 15, 2012

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subjects

Fiction Thriller

Languages

English

Right as I'm about to die, I realize all the myths are fake. There's no white light at the end of a tunnel. My life isn't flashing before my eyes.

All I can think about is how much I want to live.

I moved to New York City a month ago to become the best journalist the world had ever seen. To find the greatest stories never told. And now here I am--Henry Parker, twenty-four years old and weary beyond rational thought, a bullet one trigger pull from ending my life.

I can't run. Running is all Amanda and I have done for the past seventy-two hours. And I'm tired. Tired of knowing the truth and not being able to tell it.

Five minutes ago I thought I had the story all figured out.

I knew that both of these men--one an FBI agent, the other an assassin--wanted me dead, but for very different reasons.

If I die tonight--more people will die tomorrow.


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