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I want them to suffer, and I want them dead...Carly Chase is traumatised ten days after being in a fatal traffic accident which kills a teenage student from Brighton University. Then she receives news that turns her entire world into a living nightmare. The drivers of the other two vehicles involved have been found tortured and murdered. Now Detective Superintendant Roy Grace of the Sussex Police force issues a stark and urgent warning to Carly: She could be next. The police advise Carly her only option is to go into hiding and change identity. The terrified woman disagrees - she knows these people have ways of hunting you down anywhere. If the police are unable to stop them, she has to find a way to do it herself. But already the killer is one step ahead of her, watching, waiting, and ready...
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Peter James was educated at Charterhouse then at film school. His novels, many of which have been Sunday Times top 10 bestsellers, have been translated into thirty languages and three have been filmed. He divides his time between his homes in Notting Hill in London and Near Brighton in Sussex.
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Dead Man's Grip
1On the morning of the accident, Carly had forgotten to set the alarm and overslept. She woke with a bad hangover, a damp dog crushing her and the demented pounding of drums and cymbals coming from her son's bedroom. To add to her gloom, it was pelting with rain outside.She lay still for a moment, gathering her thoughts. She had a chiropody appointment for a painful corn and a client she loathed would be in her office in just over two hours. It was going to be one of those days, she had the feeling, when things just kept on getting worse. Like the drumming.'Tyler!' she yelled. 'For Christ's sake, stop that. Are you ready?'Otis leapt off the bed and began barking furiously at his reflection in the mirror on the wall.The drumming fell silent.She staggered to the bathroom, found the paracetamols and gulped two down. I am so not a good example to my son, she thought. I'm not even a good example to my dog.As if on cue, Otis padded into the bathroom, holding his lead in his mouth expectantly.'What's for breakfast, Mum?' Tyler called out.She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Mercifully, most of her forty-one-year-old - and this morning going on 241-year-old - face was shrouded in a tangle of blonde hair that looked, at this moment, like matted straw.'Arsenic!' she shouted back, her throat raw from too many cigarettes last night. 'Laced with cyanide and rat poison.'Otis stamped his paw on the bathroom tiles.'Sorry, no walkies. Not this morning. Later. OK?''I had that yesterday!' Tyler shouted back.'Well, it didn't sodding work, did it?'She switched on the shower, waited for it to warm up, then stepped inside.DEAD MAN'S GRIP. Copyright © 2011 by Really Scary Books/Peter James. All rights reserved. For information, address St. Martin's Press, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.
1On the morning of the accident, Carly had forgotten to set the alarm and overslept. She woke with a bad hangover, a damp dog crushing her and the demented pounding of drums and cymbals coming from her son's bedroom. To add to her gloom, it was pelting with rain outside.She lay still for a moment, gathering her thoughts. She had a chiropody appointment for a painful corn and a client she loathed would be in her office in just over two hours. It was going to be one of those days, she had the feeling, when things just kept on getting worse. Like the drumming.'Tyler!' she yelled. 'For Christ's sake, stop that. Are you ready?'Otis leapt off the bed and began barking furiously at his reflection in the mirror on the wall.The drumming fell silent.She staggered to the bathroom, found the paracetamols and gulped two down. I am so not a good example to my son, she thought. I'm not even a good example to my dog.As if on cue, Otis padded into the bathroom, holding his lead in his mouth expectantly.'What's for breakfast, Mum?' Tyler called out.She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Mercifully, most of her forty-one-year-old - and this morning going on 241-year-old - face was shrouded in a tangle of blonde hair that looked, at this moment, like matted straw.'Arsenic!' she shouted back, her throat raw from too many cigarettes last night. 'Laced with cyanide and rat poison.'Otis stamped his paw on the bathroom tiles.'Sorry, no walkies. Not this morning. Later. OK?''I had that yesterday!' Tyler shouted back.'Well, it didn't sodding work, did it?'She switched on the shower, waited for it to warm up, then stepped inside.DEAD MAN'S GRIP. Copyright © 2011 by Really Scary Books/Peter James. All rights reserved. For information, address St. Martin's Press, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.
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- Publication date2011
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Book Description Paperback. Condition: Very Good. Carly Mallory is driving; she's tired and just a little distracted. She doesn't see the boy on a bike until it's too late. She swerves and misses, but this isn't a one-car-accident. Police discover she had one-too-many the night before, and a truck driver involved is over the limit on his legal working hours, another doesn't even bother to hang around. Three people caught up in a violent accident, one dead body lying cold in the morgue. Now, someone is taking revenge for the boy's death. When the other drivers are found brutally murdered, Roy Grace and his team are called in to investigate; two gruesome deaths, with Carly clearly marked as the final target. Now, Grace must guard her from a killer blinded by revenge and psychotic rage. He wants to make her sorry, to make her pay, and he wont stop until the final splash of blood in the jigsaw has been spilled. The book has been read, but is in excellent condition. Pages are intact and not marred by notes or highlighting. The spine remains undamaged. Seller Inventory # GOR006387658
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