By Harlan Coben
Activities agent Myron Bolitar is poised at the fringe of the massive time. So is Christian Steele, a rookie quarterback and Myron's prized consumer. but if Christian will get a telephone name from a former female friend, a lady who every body, together with the police, believes is lifeless, the deal starts off to move bitter. attempting to get to the bottom of the reality a couple of family's tragedy, a woman's mystery, and a man's lies, Myron is up opposed to the darkish aspect of his business—where photo and ability make you wealthy, however the fact can get you killed.
In novels that crackle with wit and suspense, Edgar Award winner Harlan Coben has created the most attention-grabbing and intricate heroes in suspense fiction—Myron Bolitar—a hotheaded, tenderhearted activities agent who grows progressively more enticing and unpredictable with every one page-turning visual appeal.
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Jack Kerouac read at the Seven Arts, along with Allen Ginsberg, Gregory Corso, Ray Bremser, Ted Joans, and other notables of the Beat era. Eventually I started reading the poetry I’d written at an empty dayside typewriter in the newsroom, working as long as I could get away with it. Janice worked at several of the Village espressos as well, including the long-lived Figaro. We discovered a place on East Sixth Street where the proprietor, a follower of Ayn Rand, sold peyote cactus, an indigenous hallucinogen.
But I was not, I could not, not any more than I could ﬂy. I guess I also knew at about that moment that I would never leave her, not ever, that this thing was forever. Your great soul, your world historical ﬁgure, would have walked. Not Bob. Not your daddy, children. Leave your mother? No. So like the original Christus and the young man who could not leave the life he knew, I turned my back on the wager and went my way. The census, which my wife worked until virtually the day before she gave birth, was a dazzle of New Orleans strangeness.
I was thinking of towns like Lake Chickasaw, of the whole continent disappearing into times past. There was no chance that an experience like performing in The Cup would ever come my way again. I was too young to be tied down in this way. A world of adventures awaited, across continents and across oceans. A world of beautiful and available women of which the Christus’s daughter, who indeed seemed to like me, was only the ﬁrst. I looked over at Janice. And I thought, She’s done it to herself, committed to all this too young; she was just a kid.