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Heartbreaker [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Garwood, Julie
  • Author:  Garwood, Julie
  • ISBN-10:  0671034006
  • ISBN-10:  0671034006
  • ISBN-13:  9780671034009
  • ISBN-13:  9780671034009
  • Publisher:  Pocket Books
  • Publisher:  Pocket Books
  • Pages:  544
  • Pages:  544
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-2001
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-2001
  • SKU:  0671034006-11-MING
  • SKU:  0671034006-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100076367
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#1New York Timesbestselling author Julie Garwood proves she is a master storyteller in this classic romantic suspense novel featuring FBI agent Nick Buchanan.

In the still shadows of the confessional, the penitent kneels and makes a bone-chilling disclosure:Bless me father, for I will sin....Slowly, tauntingly, the man describes his murderous past—how he stalked his victim, worked his way into her life, and then took that life in a violent rage—and his plan to kill again. Only this time, he has raised the stakes in his twisted game, daring authorities to catch him if they can. And this time, he has revealed the name of his next intended victim.

Agent Nick Buchanan has come face-to-face with society's worst monsters and depraved minds in his work for one of the FBI's most elite units, but The Heartbreaker threatens to hit close to home. The intended victim, Laurant Madden, is his best friend's sister.

Soon he is caught up in an intricate chase with one of the most devious psychopaths of his career. But as the danger grows, so does an electrifying attraction between Nick and Laurant.

One false move will cost both of them everything that matters.Chapter One

It was hotter than hell inside the confessional. A thick black curtain, dusty with age and neglect, covered the narrow opening from the ceiling of the box to the scarred hardwood floor, blocking out both the daylight and the air.

It was like being inside a coffin someone had absentmindedly left propped up against the wall, and Father Thomas Madden thanked God he wasn't claustrophobic. He was rapidly becoming miserable though. The air was heavy and ripe with mildew, making his breathing as labored as when he was back at Penn State running that last yard to the goalposts with the football tucked neatly in his arm. He hadn't minded the pain in his lungs then, and he certainly didn't mind it now. It was all simply part of the job.

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