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About this product
Product Identifiers
PublisherHarlequin Enterprises Ulc
ISBN-100778324893
ISBN-139780778324898
eBay Product ID (ePID)59059126
Product Key Features
Book TitleMark
Number of Pages384 Pages
LanguageEnglish
Publication Year2007
TopicThrillers / General
GenreFiction
AuthorJason Pinter
Book SeriesA Henry Parker Novel Ser.
FormatPerfect
Dimensions
Item Height1 in
Item Weight6.4 Oz
Item Length6.6 in
Item Width4.2 in
Additional Product Features
Intended AudienceTrade
TitleLeadingThe
Dewey Edition23
Series Volume Number1
Dewey Decimal813.6
SynopsisRight as I'm about to die, I realize all the mythsare fake. There's no white light at the end of atunnel. 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 bestjournalist the world had ever seen. To find the greatest storiesnever told. And now here I am--Henry Parker, twenty-fouryears old and weary beyond rational thought, a bullet onetrigger pull from ending my life. I can't run. Running is all Amanda and I have done for thepast seventy-two hours. And I'm tired. Tired of knowing thetruth 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 otheran assassin--wanted me dead, but for very different reasons. If I die tonight--more people will die tomorrow., 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., 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.