The Other Side

Zusatztext Praise for the In Death series Robb is a virtuoso. Seattle Post-Intelligencer It's Law & Order: SVUin the future.Entertainment Weekly Informationen zum Autor J. D. Robb, Mary Blaney, Patricia Gaffney, Ruth Ryan Langan and Mary Kay McComas Klappentext Featuring a Lieutenant Eve Dallas novella, this collection of paranormal romance stories from five New York Times bestselling authors will take you to a realm where suspense, desire, and love have no bounds... In J. D. Robb's "Possession in Death," Lieutenant Eve Dallas has always sought justice for the dead, but now, a victim will seek her own vengeance-through Eve. In Mary Blayney's "The Other Side of the Coin," an earl and his countess struggle to understand one another, until they spend a day in each other's shoes-and bodies. In Patricia Gaffney's "The Dancing Ghost," a woman hires a spirit investigator to prove her ancestral home is haunted, but they end up debunking the mystery of love. In Ruth Ryan Langan's "Almost Heaven," a couple who dies in a car accident struggler to stay in their daughter's life to save her from the wrong man. And in Mary Kay McComas's "Never Too Late to Love," a practical woman is faced with the most impractical ghosts, who can't rest in peace until they find what they have lost. One She spent the morning with a murderer. He'd been under guard in a hospital bed recovering from a near-fatal woundcourtesy of a misstep by his partner in crimebut she'd had no sympathy. She was glad he'd lived, wished him a long, long lifein an off-planet concrete cage. She believed the case she and her team had built to be solidas did the nearly gleeful prosecuting attorney. The sprinkles on the icing of this particular cupcake was the confession she'd finessed out of him as he'd sneered at her. Given that he'd tried to kill her less than twenty-four hours before, the sneer was small change. Sylvester Moriarity would receive the best medical care New York could provide, then he'd join his friend Winston Dudley behind bars until what promised to be a sensational, media-soaked trial, given their family fortunes and names. Case closed, she told herself as she pushed her way through the heat-soaked Saturday afternoon traffic toward home. The dead now had the only justice she could offer, and their families and friends the comfortif comfort it wasthat those responsible would pay. But it haunted her: the waste, the cruelty, the utter selfishness of two men who were so puffed up by their own importance, their station , that they'd considered murder a form of entertainment, a twisted sort of indulgence. She maneuvered through New York traffic, barely hearing the blasts of horns, the annoyingly cheerful hype of the ad blimps heralding midsummer sales at the Sky Mall. Tourists swarmed the cityand likely the Sky Mall as wellchowing down on soy dogs from the smoking glide-carts, looking for souvies and bargains among the shops and street vendors. A boiling stew, she thought, in the heat and humidity of summer 2060. She caught the lightning move of a nimble-fingered street thief, bumping through a couple of tourists more intent on gawking at the buildings and their ringing people glides than their own security. He had the wallet in the goody slit of his baggy cargos in half a finger snap and slithered like a snake through the forest of people lumbering across the crosswalk. If she'd been on foot, or at least headed in the same direction, she'd have pursuedand the chase might've lifted her mood. But he and his booty smoked away, and he'd no doubt continue to score well on today's target shoot. Life went on. When Lieutenant Eve Dallas finally drove through the stately gates of home, she reminded herself of that again. Life went onand in her case, toda...

Praise for the In Death series

“Robb is a virtuoso.”—Seattle Post-Intelligencer

“It's Law & Order: SVU—in the future.”—Entertainment Weekly


Autorentext
J. D. Robb, Mary Blaney, Patricia Gaffney, Ruth Ryan Langan and Mary Kay McComas

Klappentext
Featuring a Lieutenant Eve Dallas novella, this collection of paranormal romance stories from five New York Times bestselling authors will take you to a realm where suspense, desire, and love have no bounds...

In J. D. Robb's "Possession in Death," Lieutenant Eve Dallas has always sought justice for the dead, but now, a victim will seek her own vengeance-through Eve.

In Mary Blayney's "The Other Side of the Coin," an earl and his countess struggle to understand one another, until they spend a day in each other's shoes-and bodies.

In Patricia Gaffney's "The Dancing Ghost," a woman hires a spirit investigator to prove her ancestral home is haunted, but they end up debunking the mystery of love.

In Ruth Ryan Langan's "Almost Heaven," a couple who dies in a car accident struggler to stay in their daughter's life to save her from the wrong man.

And in Mary Kay McComas's "Never Too Late to Love," a practical woman is faced with the most impractical ghosts, who can't rest in peace until they find what they have lost.

Leseprobe
OneShe spent the morning with a murderer.He'd been under guard in a hospital bed recovering from a near-fatal wound—courtesy of a misstep by his partner in crime—but she'd had no sympathy.She was glad he'd lived, wished him a long, long life—in an off-planet concrete cage. She believed the case she and her team had built to be solid—as did the nearly gleeful prosecuting attorney. The sprinkles on the icing of this particular cupcake was the confession she'd finessed out of him as he'd sneered at her.Given that he'd tried to kill her less than twenty-four hours before, the sneer was small change.Sylvester Moriarity would receive the best medical care New York could provide, then he'd join his friend Winston Dudley behind bars until what promised to be a sensational, media-soaked trial, given their family fortunes and names.Case closed, she told herself as she pushed her way through the heat-soaked Saturday afternoon traffic toward home. The dead now had the only justice she could offer, and their families and friends the comfort—if comfort it was—that those responsible would pay.But it haunted her: the waste, the cruelty, the utter selfishness of two men who were so puffed up by their own importance, their station, that they'd considered murder a form of entertainment, a twisted sort of indulgence.She maneuvered through New York traffic, barely hearing the blasts of horns, the annoyingly cheerful hype of the ad blimps heralding midsummer sales at the Sky Mall. Tourists swarmed the city—and likely the Sky Mall as well—chowing down on soy dogs from the smoking glide-carts, looking for souvies and bargains among the shops and street vendors.A boiling stew, she thought, in the heat and humidity of summer 2060.She caught the lightning move of a nimble-fingered street thief, bumping through a couple of tourists more intent on gawking at the buildings and their ringing people glides than their own security. He had the wallet in the goody slit of his baggy cargos in half a finger snap and slithered like a snake through the forest of people lumbering across the crosswalk.If she'd been on foot, or at least headed in the same direction, she'd have pursued—and the chase might've lifted her mood. But he and his booty smoked away, and he'd no doubt continue to score well on today's target shoot.Life went on.When Lieutenant Eve Dallas finally drove through the stately gates of home, she reminded herself of that again. Life went on—and in her case, today, that included a cookout, a horde of cops, and her odd assortment of friends. A c…

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