β Scribed by James Patterson
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
INSTANT New York Times BESTSELLER
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Detective Harriet Blue is a very good cop . . . gone very bad.**
In the space of a week, she has committed theft and fraud, resisted arrest, assaulted a police officer, and is considered a dangerous fugitive from the law.
It's all because of one man, Regan Banks. He viciously killed the only person in the world who matters to Harriet-and he plans to kill her next.
As she recklessly speeds toward the dark side -- and finally crosses it -- Harriet won't stop until Regan pays for the many lives he has taken.
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James Patterson holds the Guinness World Record for the most #1 New York Times bestsellers, and his books have sold more than 380 million copies worldwide. He has donated more than one million books to students and soldiers and funds over four hundred Teacher Education Scholarships at twenty-four colleges and universities. He has also donated millions to independent bookstores and school libraries.
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