Play to Kill

Alan heard the splash, but didnt process the implications until he felt himself being lowered into the water. It wasnt very deep this close to the shore; maybe less than half a foot of water between him and oxygen. Suddenly that became very important. He struggled mightily, but only for a few seconds before his body told him to gasp, gasp now, and he had no choice but to open his mouth wide and take in his first drink of the Mississippi River. He didnt struggle much after that.-Praise for PJ Tracy: Outrageously suspenseful Harlan CobenA powerful thriller and an ingenious plot Observer ReviewBrilliant . . . a writer with all the credentials to sit firmly in the upper echelons of top crime novelists AmazonA fast-paced gripping read with thrills and devilish twists Guardian