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Obsession in Death

In Death Band 40

Lieutenant Eve Dallas walks the thin line between love and hate in the 40th In Death thriller from #1 New York Times bestselling author J. D. Robb…

Eve Dallas has solved a lot of high-profile murders for the NYPSD and gotten a lot of media. She-and her husband Roarke-are getting accustomed to being objects of attention, of gossip, of speculation.

But now Eve has become the object of one person's obsession. Someone who finds her extraordinary, and thinks about her every hour of every day. Who believes the two of them have a special relationship. Who would kill for her-again and again…

With a murderer reading meanings into her every move, handling this case will be a delicate-and dangerous-psychological dance. And Eve knows that underneath the worship and admiration, a terrible threat lies in wait. Because the beautiful lieutenant is not at all grateful for these bloody offerings from her "true and loyal friend." And in time, idols always fall…
"It takes an astonishingly talented author to keep a series exciting and compelling for 40 books, but that is what superstar Robb has done with flair!...Longtime readers will be intrigued as this terrific thriller gathers numerous faces from past cases, placing some in mortal jeopardy. For this milestone book, Robb brings her 'A' game! Outstanding!"-RT Book Reviews

Praise for the In Death series

"Robb is a virtuoso."-Seattle Post-Intelligencer

"It's Law & Order: SVU-in the future."-Entertainment Weekly

"J. D. Robb's In Death novels are can't-miss pleasures."-#1 New York Times bestselling author Harlan Coben

"Anchored by terrific characters, sudden twists that spin the whole narrative on a dime, and a thrills-to-chills ration that will raise the neck hairs of even the most jaded reader, the J. D. Robb books are the epitome of great popular fiction."-New York Times bestselling author Dennis Lehane

J. D. Robb is the pseudonym for a #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than 200 novels, including the bestselling In Death series. There are more than 500 million copies of her books in print.

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    Killing was easier than I thought it could be, and a lot more rewarding. I finally feel as if I've done something important, something that deserves real attention. All my life I've tried, done my best, but no one ever truly appreciated my efforts, really saw me for who and what I was.

    I can say objectively, honestly, I did a good and efficient job on this new, important project, start to finish.

    There were times during the weeks and weeks-months really-of planning, of selecting, of working out all the tiny details, I felt impatient, even annoyed with myself.

    There were times I doubted, times I nearly lost my courage and my focus. It's too easy to become discouraged when no one values your skills and your efforts.

    But I see now this time (and maybe it's been years in the developing really) was all worth it.

    The time spent will be worth it again, as all that preparation and planning is done on all who come next.

    Because I spent those weeks watching the target, learning her routine, made the effort to get into her building long before tonight, and made the investment in the very best equipment, practiced all the steps for hours, I have my first success.

    My first weight on the scale toward balance. My first tribute, I suppose, in honor of my friend and partner.

    That icy blonde bitch deserved to die.

    Didn't Shakespeare say something about killing all the lawyers? I should look it up. In any case, I've taken care of one, and she won't be around to make any more money off the scum she represented, or most important of all, she'll never insult or demean the person I most admire. The person who deserved her RESPECT!

    I'm honored to have played a part in righting the wrong, in bringing true justice to the woman who, due to the constraints of her job, is unable to mete out justice for herself.

    I will be her avenger, her champion.

    Soon, she'll know there is someone who will stand up for her, do what needs to be done. When she sees my message, she'll know she has someone behind her, who understands, admires, and respects her above all others. As no one ever did for me. Our connection is so strong, so intense, I can often read her thoughts. I wonder if she can read mine.

    Sometimes, late at night, I sense she's with me, right here with me. How else could I have known where to start, and just what to do?

    Ours is a spiritual bond I treasure, something deep and strong, and older than time. We are, in essence, the same person, two sides to one coin.

    Death unites us.

    I've proven myself now. There's still more to do, because the list is long. But tonight, I'm taking this time to write down my feelings, to have a small celebration. Tomorrow I'll go back to serving justice.

    One day, when the time is right, we'll meet, and on that day, she will know she has the truest of friends.

    It will be the happiest day of my life.

    On a cold, crisp morning in the waning days of 2060, Lieutenant Eve Dallas stood in a sumptuous bedroom done in bold strokes of rich purple, deep metallic grays, and quick splashes of green. Outside the ad blimps manically touted the AFTER CHRISTMAS BLOW-OUT SALES! and street vendors hyped fake designer wrist units and knockoff handbags to throngs of tourists packed into the city for the holiday week.

    Outside life went on. Inside the plush bedroom with all its color and style, it had stopped.

    An enormous arrangement of white lilies and purple roses in a tall, mirrored vase on the pedestal centered in the wide window couldn't quite mask the smell of death. Instead the fragrance layered over it, sickly sweet.

    On a bed big enough for six lay the body of a woman who'd once been a stunner. Even now her meticulous style showed in the perfect coordination of silver lounging pants, silky lavender top, the perfectly manicured nails-hands and feet-with polish of dark purple on all ten digits.

    Her heavily lashed eyes stared straight up to the ceiling, as if mildly pu
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Einband Taschenbuch
Seitenzahl 384
Erscheinungsdatum 04.08.2015
Sprache Englisch
ISBN 978-0-425-27889-5
Verlag Penguin US
Maße (L/B/H) 17.2/10.6/3.2 cm
Gewicht 180 g
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