End Game David Baldacci Novels & Stories

"Honey, business is really good tonight. I'm staying late to earn more so I can pay off the debt. Don't wait up for me, okay?" Isaiah worked as a delivery driver during the day and sometimes as a rideshare driver at night. If I had not seen that photo, I would have naively believed he was working late and driving strangers around. I could not understand why he was lying to me. I did not sleep that night, and Isaiah did not come home either. The next morning, I skipped breakfast and left the house feeling like a zombie. As I stepped outside, I spotted a familiar figure across the street and quickly hid behind a tree.

[Detected Player David attempting to forcibly exit the trial. [Warning: Your physical body in the real world is dead. Exiting midway equals soul obliteration.] [Confirm exit?] The surrounding family members cried out, begging him, "David, don't be rash! Come back!" But fear had already shattered his sanity. "Confirm! Just get it over with!" As soon as the words left his mouth, there was no lightning, no blade. David’s running body suddenly froze in place. Then, it looked as if a pair of invisible, giant hands grabbed him by the head and feet.

David said sniffing in her scent. "But this is the perfume I have been using for a long" Malia grinned "Hmm, that's true and I closer to you added to the scent, isn't it," David said winking at her... "Whatever" Malia said chuckling " Before I forget, guess what, I'm done with my novel, remember, "To The Girl, I Love," David said as they were walking down the hallway to their various lockers... "So I thought, Why don't we exchange since it's from our favorite author, "Blessing Adebayo" David added

My wife's student, Talon Palmer, hired someone to stab me, leaving me critically injured. In six years as an attorney, my wife Audrey Taylor had never lost a case. Yet she stayed up all night compiling nearly a hundred pages of trial materials, all to prove Talon innocent. I stood in the doorway for six straight hours, torturing myself as I watched her work. Finally, I asked hoarsely, "Why?" She didn't even look up. "You accused Talon of being the other man. All he did was ask that thug to pretend to be his brother and scare you. Everything that happened afterward was the thug's own doing. It had nothing to do with Talon." I shook my head in disbelief. Hysterical, I rushed forward and tr

I could ask him for more details later, after he’d had time to process everything. He said he needed time to think about all of this, and that was completely fair. It was a lot to expect him to accept—that something like this was even possible. “So, I really lost to David,” Alexander said again, taking another drink of his whiskey. “I’m disappointed in my alternate-universe self.” “I’m not sure about alternate universe,” I said, “but you shouldn’t be disappointed. Now we know that David had a whole team of powerful criminals behind him. If not for that, he wouldn’t have won.”

"David thinks he has us cornered. He thinks he's watching the walls close in." "He's not watching the exit," I said. Endall nodded. "Exactly. Get some rest, Alice. It’s going to be a long night." I headed for the door, but paused before leaving. I looked back at him. "Endall?" "Yeah?" "Thank you." He didn't answer, just turned his attention back to the papers on his desk, already plotting, already scheming. I walked out into the hallway, the fire in my chest keeping the cold at bay. For the first time since I arrived in Switzerland, I didn't feel like a victim. David wanted to play a game of chess? He thought he was the only one who knew how to move the pieces?

END GAME Book Two in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2018 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Quinn I don’t know what hurts worse: my wrist or my stomach. The pain there is more concerning, and my wrist could be broken in two and my mind would still be on my baby. I know it takes a lot to hurt a baby this early in the pregnancy, but that doesn’t stop me from worrying. I flatten my hand over my stomach, looking at the spot where the guy was just standing. I’m shocked, scared, and unable to figure out why he looked so familiar.

“We heard everything. About killing Michael Collins. All of it.” For the first time I saw color drain from David’s face. He lunged for Zoe; security followed every move and hauled him back. His men didn’t fight. “It’s over, David,” Alex said quietly as they cuffed him. David looked back at me as they led him out. “You think you’ve won? You have no idea how deep this goes. I was just one piece.” Then he was gone.

he frisked Dillon and finally brought out his dagger. "Wait, David. I have a question for him" Alpha Jones stopped David from stabbing him. "I can't wait to kill him" David hesitated reluctantly. "You know where Baldwin is?" Alpha Jones pulled up Dillon's head, hitting him on the nose. Dillon let out a muffled groan. "Are you kidding me?" Baldwin was obviously shocked to hear the question. His face looked tearful. He shook his head in remorse. "You don't know where he is?" he gargled.

The fierce, heavy possessiveness from our night in the silk sheets hadn't faded; it had just settled into a low, burning ember beneath his skin. "Zero is on the line," I said, breaking the silence as a sharp, double-tone chime echoed from my terminal. A digitized, distorted frequency crackled over the speakers. "Aria. Thorne," Zero’s voice came through, stripped of all humanity by the scrambler. "The Vance estate sweep is complete. Victoria didn't just run; she pulled her entire deep-cover network off the grid. She knows the core ledger data leaked at the masquerade has ruined her reputation with the high table. She's cornered. And a cornered viper doesn't look for a hiding spot —she looks f