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  1. Also by
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. Dedication
  5. Acknowledgments
  6. Prologue
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. Chapter Ten
  17. Chapter Eleven
  18. Chapter Twelve
  19. Chapter Thirteen
  20. Chapter Fourteen
  21. Chapter Fifteen
  22. Chapter Sixteen
  23. Chapter Seventeen
  24. Chapter Eighteen
  25. Chapter Nineteen
  26. Chapter Twenty
  27. Chapter Twenty-One
  28. Chapter Twenty-Two
  29. Chapter Twenty-Three
  30. Chapter Twenty-Four
  31. Chapter Twenty-Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Six
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  36. Chapter Thirty
  37. Chapter Thirty-One
  38. Chapter Thirty-Two
  39. Chapter Thirty-Three
  40. Chapter Thirty-Four
  41. Chapter Thirty-Five
  42. Chapter Thirty-Six
  43. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  44. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  45. Teaser

Huck’s eyebrow lifted. “Interesting. How many men have worn tennis shoes within three yards of you in the last two weeks?”

“Twenty-seven. Which is an odd number, considering it’s winter and only boots make sense.” One guy had even been wearing shorts and no socks. People really were crazy.

Huck grinned. “This is a fun game.”

“I enjoy it.” She cleared her throat. “There’s one question that has been bothering me about this case from the beginning, and it’s nagging at me, even with the wonderful pain meds in my blood.”

Huck ate another fry. “What question?”

“The one you asked when we were walking in the snow. What’s the likelihood of two serial killers working in our small Genesis Valley within months of each other?” She took a sip of her water, her chest heavy. “Statistically, I can’t compute a number.”

Huck nodded. “It seems like Abigail just wants to be your focus. Is she so malignantly narcissistic that she’d push an obviously sick individual into killing, just to gain your attention?”

Laurel looked down at her hands. “I don’t know. But the puzzle pieces click together when you consider that possibility.”

His eyes sharpened. “I agree. Plus, there’s one more thing. I was going to wait until you were out of the hospital to tell you this, but you’re already there, of course. It won’t lead to any result without proof but does verify what your head and my gut say.”

“What’s that?” She stopped with a fry half way to her mouth.

“When I talked to Jason Abbott earlier, he did tell me one interesting thing when he stopped sniffling and feeling sorry for himself.”

Laurel straightened. “What?”

“He had started to follow Abigail from a distance, but she scared him, so he didn’t go near her until this last attack. Also, he swears, and I believe him, that he never left black dahlias on her front lawn. She must’ve done that herself.”

Laurel dropped the fry. “But that means . . .”

“Yeah. It does. She knew everything from the very beginning.”

Teaser

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YOU CAN DIE

New York Times Bestselling Author

Rebecca Zanetti

It’s an especially deadly winter in the Pacific Northwest, as rising star FBI profiler Laurel Snow hunts down a serial killer with a chillingly bitter M.O., in New York Times bestselling author Rebecca Zanetti's edgy thriller . . .

Men are dying in the Pacific Northwest, their bodies found near churches, charities, and counselling centers—each with valentine candy hearts shoved down their throats. They’re good men with families and community ties—or so they seem until Laurel Snow and her team begin to investigate. Then the case takes a shockingly personal turn when the father she’s never met, a former pastor, is attacked in exactly the same way.