It's finally time! Detective Lindsay Boxer is in labor—while two killers are on the loose.
Lindsay Boxer's beautiful baby is born! But after only a week at home with her new daughter, Lindsay is forced to return to work to face two of the biggest cases of her career.
A rising star football player for the San Francisco 49ers is the prime suspect in a grisly murder. At the same time, Lindsay is confronted with the strangest story she's ever heard: An eccentric English professor has been having vivid nightmares about a violent murder and he's convinced is real. Lindsay doesn't believe him, but then a shooting is called in—and it fits the professor's description to the last detail.
Lindsay doesn't have much time to stop a terrifying future from unfolding. But all the crimes in the world seem like nothing when Lindsay is suddenly faced with the possibility of the most devastating loss of her life.
Book One | THREE WEEKS LATER
YUKI WAS NAKED, lying flat on her back on the bedroom carpet, panting, her pulse slowing after her heart’s wild gallop over the hills during the morning’s romp.
She turned her head and looked at her gorgeous and in every way fantastic lover.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I tried, but I was distracted. Thinking about other things.”
He rolled toward her, put his arm across her body, and pulled her to him. “You’re too much fun. I’m crazy about you, you know that?”
She knew. She was crazy about him. Was this just the best sex she’d ever had? Or were she and Brady traveling in lockstep toward the real deal?
She touched Brady’s mouth and he kissed her palm. She swept his damp blond hair back from his eyes and kissed the side of his mouth.
He took her face in one hand and kissed her lips and she felt him start to get hard again. He grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her gently, saying, “I hate to do it, but I’ve got to leave.”
Brady was Lieutenant Jackson Brady, head of the homicide squad, SFPD, Southern District. Yuki reached down and ran her fingers up his leg, stopping at the round pink scar on his thigh, where he took a bullet that nicked his femoral artery. It was sheer good fortune that he had gotten to the hospital in time.
She said, “Me, too. I’ve got court in an hour.”
Yuki got up, pulled her robe from the bedpost, and started for the kitchen of the condo her mother had left her. In a way, Keiko Castellano still lived here. She often talked to Yuki, although not out loud. It was as though Keiko’s voice, her opinions, her experiences were so embedded in Yuki’s mind that Keiko was just always there.
Now her mother said, “You good girl, Yuki-eh, but foolish. Brady still married. Look what you doing.”
“You shouldn’t be watching,” Yuki muttered as she picked pillows off the floor and threw them onto the bed.
“I can’t help myself,” Brady said. He zipped up his fly and reached for his shirt. “You’re so very cute.”
Yuki grinned, slapped his butt. He yelled, “Hey,” grabbed her, lifted her into his arms, kissed her.
Then Brady said, “I wanted to tell you about this case.”
As Yuki made coffee, she mentally rebutted her mother’s commentary, telling Keiko that, as she well knew, Brady was separated, and his soon-to-be-ex-wife lived in Miami, as far across the country as possible.
Brady was saying, “You’ve heard of Jeff Kennedy?”
Yuki poured coffee into Brady’s mug.
“He’s a 49er, sweetie. His girlfriend turned up dead in her car, couple miles from his house.”
“Homicide? And you think this Niner is the doer?”
Brady laughed, shook his head. “You’re a tough talker.”
Yuki put her hands on her hips and grinned at him. “It’s been said more than once that I’m one tough cookie.”
Brady took a sip of coffee, put the mug in the sink, put his arms around Yuki, and said, “Kill ’em in court today, Cookie. I’ll call you later.”
He kissed the center part in her hair and went for the door.
Copyright © 2013 by James Patterson
January LaVoy is a New York-based voice, stage, and television actress. She has performed on and Off-Broadway, and appeared extensively in regional theatres across the country. She is best known for her role as Noelle Ortiz on the long-running ABC daytime drama One Life to Live.