The best—and scariest!—Alex Cross novel since Along Came a Spider!
You can't run
Detective Alex Cross is pulled out of a family celebration and given the awful news that a beloved relative has been found brutally murdered. Alex vows to hunt down the killer, and soon learns that she was mixed up in one of Washington's wildest scenes. And she was not this killer's only victim.
You can't hide
The hunt for the murderer leads Alex and his girlfriend, Detective Brianna Stone, to a place where every fantasy is possible, if you have the credentials to get in. Alex and Bree are soon facing down some very important, very protected, very dangerous people in levels of society where only one thing is certain—they will do anything to keep their secrets safe.
Alex Cross is your only hope to stay alive
As Alex closes in on the killer, he discovers evidence that points to the unimaginable—a revelation that could rock the entire world. With the unstoppable action, unforeseeable twists, and edge-of-your-seat suspense that only a James Patterson thriller delivers, I, Alex Cross is the master of suspense at his sharpest and best.
Part One | FIRESTORM
"ALEX, IT'S DAVIES. I'm sorry to bother you at home." ramon Davies was superintendent of detectives with Metro, and also my boss, and he was on the line.
"It's my birthday. Who died?" I asked. I was ticked off, mostly at myself for answering the phone in the first place.
"Caroline Cross," he said, and my heart nearly stopped. At that very moment, the kitchen door swung open and the family came out singing. Nana had an elaborate pink-and-red birthday cake on a tray, with an American Airlines travel folio clipped on top.
"Happy birthday to you..."
Bree held up a hand to quiet them. My posture and my face must have said something. They all stopped right where they were. The joyful singing ended almost midnote. My family remembered whose birthday this was: Detective Alex Cross's.
Caroline was my niece, my brother's only daughter. I hadn't seen her in twenty years; not since just after Blake died. That would have made her twenty-four now.
At the time of her death.
The floor under my feet felt like it was gone. Part of me wanted to call Davies a liar. The other part, the cop, spoke up. "Where is she now?"
"I just got off the phone with Virginia State Police. The remains are at the Me's office in richmond. I'm sorry, Alex. I hate to be the one to tell you this."
"Remains?" I muttered. It was such a cold word, but I appreciated Davies not over-handling me. I walked out of the room, sorry I'd said even that much in front of my family.
"Are we talking homicide here? I assume that we are."
"I'm afraid so."
"What happened?" My heart was thudding dangerously. I almost didn't want to know.
"I don't have a lot of details," he told me, in a way that instantly gave me a hint—he was holding something back.
"Ramon, what's going on here? tell me. What do you know about Caroline?"
"Just take one thing at a time, Alex. If you leave now, you can probably be there in about two hours. I'll ask for one of the responding officers to meet you."
"I'm on my way."
I'd almost hung up the phone, my mind in splinters. "What is it?" "I don't think you should go alone."
Copyright © 2009 by James Patterson
Read by Tim Cain & Michael Cerveris
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