End Game David Baldacci Novels & Stories

“Try me. I know exactly what this coin unlocks—and if you don’t believe me, you can kill me right here.” The tension reached a boiling point. Derrick lowered his gun slightly, suspicion and interest warring on his face. “You’re either very brave or very stupid, David.” Lillian held her breath, everything hinging on this moment. And then, in the blink of an eye, **David acted**. He lunged forward, knocking the box from Alistair’s hand and sending it tumbling to the ground. The sudden movement sent shockwaves through the clearing. Derrick fired a shot, but David rolled to the side, dodging it as the bullet hit the ground beside him.

I replay it in my head, searching my memory for any association—business, enemies, lawyers, distant relatives but come up empty. Unless my mother has finally lost her patience and decided to send a hired killer to finish me off, who knows what Victoria’s silence could mean but I doubt anyone named Alec is here to shoot me in cold blood. Still, with my family, anything is possible. “Send him up, David,” I reply after a beat. “Thank you.” The line disconnects.

Chapter: 28. ****** Once all the formalities had been completed and the police had finished their inquiries. Dr. Shepard sat slumped in his chair. He was beyond exhausted, the surgery was a success. But that was far from his worries at the moment. He still couldn't get himself to understand the reason why such a promising young man would take such a drastic decision, in just a blink of an eye. Shepard rubbed at his temple, his brain was harming in his head. Remembering the letters David threw in his hands. He searched for them until he found where he stacked them in. He brought them out and dropped them on his table while looking through each of them. They seem to be addressed to different p

How will Taylor cope with her future mate being a hunter, will Rudy escape and will Daryls fate finally come to light Taylor West

"Dear Jenny, I am pained to my soul that Maurice would do such a thing to me. Kindly let me know if there is a way to overturn this injustice. That seat is rightfully mine, and I want Dominic to sit on it as head of the council. Please, I need your help. You know everything, and you know that bitch Alissa and everything she did to me. Please help me overturn this cruelty. Yours Stephanie Balyaev Volkov" It read, and I went through Jenny's scribbles. Studying the scribbles, she was tracing David. I wondered what she was tracing him for. Was it to do my father's bidding or my mother's bidding? According to the scribbles, David had moved from Grizlo to Haddad, then he moved to Lucland and went

“Convenient timing for a moral epiphany.” Damien glanced at the rearview mirror. “Leon was never the endgame. He’s a puppet. The real architect, the one who started Project Cumulus, the one who’s been manipulating all of us, is someone far worse.” Ryle, seated in the passenger seat, turned slightly. “Who?” Damien hesitated, then said, “Ever heard of Crescent Protocol?” Lily stiffened. The name rang a distant bell, something from the files they’d recovered weeks ago. Redacted lines, shadow budgets, files that didn’t belong anywhere.

Dominic responded. Benedict studied him. “I know you do. But we know what almost happened last time” Dominic slid the file back into the drawer in his table and locked it. “Keep watching her. Quietly. If she’s not their tool, we will know. If she is…” His jaw tightened. “Then we play the game that they are playing.” ----- Genevieve arrived home. She found Delilah in the sitting room, her tablet in her hand, her posture composed as always.